“Are you certain this is the way?” Someone was asking in the common tongue, just ahead of her.
was getting closer, but not near enough yet to see them.
Her highly sensitive
hearing picked up bits and pieces of the conversation going on about half a mile
It sounded like not all of them were Humaine; there was something else with them. Four voices she could discern, three Humaine and one other.
crested another steep curve, running along the branches of the trees and gasped
as they came into view.
Three Humaine forms were walking along under the trees, and the fourth chilled her blood.
all her travels she had managed to avoid the hated beings, skirted around their
lands and wherever they could be.
And now here was one of them, right before
her smouldering eyes.
For a fleeting moment Dainzel decided to remain hidden.
as they slowly walked by under where she hid high up on the tree branches, her
breath caught in her throat.
Bundled in his arms, the Diabane carried the very Humaine girl-child that she had been trying to find all night.
And judging by the look of her, she knew that the golden haired girl would not survive the way back to their village.
“Greetings, friends.” She called out, dropping down lightly from the treetop to land silently on her feet behind them.
STORM SOWN Book One of The 'Seven of Legend' Saga
Copyright © 2017 Carlton Isaac D’Rozario
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Publication Date: August 2, 2017
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