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Authors: Kevin Weinberg
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meal. The sunset over the Harrow-Plains was among the most beautiful Sehn had ever seen, clearing the way for the stars as darkness approached.
Daniel gave up struggling, probably realizing he wouldn’t break free of Rillith’s powerful grip.
“So help me Gods, I’m going to get you back good this time, Sehn. I’ll make those Scratcher-Bugs seem like a relaxing massage.”
Sehn laughed at the puny Human. “Hah! You should be thanking me, fool. It is a gift to be fireballed by the Great Sehn. None of you should have intervened. I was merely enjoying the free ride that nature has to offer.”
Nero laughed. “I knew it! I wanna go next.”
Cah’lia put a hand over his mouth and shushed him.
It was the first day in their long quest, and while Sehn felt it could have gone smoother, things weren’t so bad. They all laughed as Nero danced and sang around the fire and awaited the dawn of a new day.
Chapter 7: Hanging From Ropes
The five boys were still sleeping. Cah’lia knew if she wanted some alone time, this would be the opportune moment to grab it. The sun would rise in under an hour, and while Sehn and Nero might be content to smell like pigs, she wasn’t as willing to walk around in filth. She got out of her sleeping pallet and grabbed her travel pack.
Cah’lia had tried to get them to wash up, but the two of them ignored her. She couldn’t even force Nero, because the foolish boy did whatever Sehn did. When she’d told Sehn that he was beginning to smell a little funky, he merely laughed at her and said it was probably the wind pushing her own smell back into her face. He even had the nerve to complain when she decked him, causing a bruise to form on his cheek.
Let Sehn make up whatever rationalization he wants, Cah’lia thought with a grin . I got him good .
She crossed over the shallow grass to the nearest pond. Undressing, she took a moment to examine herself in its murky reflection. She was not a vain Elf, but she could understand why so many Elves—and even Humans—found her appealing. Except Sehn , she thought bitterly. He didn’t even seem to notice her.
Bathing in the warm summer water, she tried to understand everything that had happened to make her end up here. There was something wrong about this journey, something she couldn’t grasp.
Suhn, high Chief of Elvar, had refused to assist her when she had begged him to intervene. She told him that Nero would run away and that she was unable to stop him from following along with his son. Rather than protect the little Elf, Suhn had told her that if she wanted to see him safe, she needed to go with him. Suhn was a strict ruler, but he was never cruel. So why would he want her and her brother to go along?
She exited the pond. Drying herself off, she changed into the fresh pair of clothing she’d brought along with her. She looked scandalous in the hide leather-pants and tight white top. The shirt had no back, revealing her smooth, tanned Elven skin. Even Sehn would lose it when he saw her like this. She chuckled as she walked back to camp.
Despite the sun already beginning to rise, all five boys were still snoring. Nero had kicked off his blanket and was lying on his back, his little chest rising and falling. Sehn was tossing and turning, fighting with a dream.
“No, Nero!”
he moaned.
“It’s called the ‘Cave of Castration’ for a reason. Don’t go in there!”
Cah’lia laughed. She wondered if she should tease him about this little dream when he woke up, but thought the better of it. The lengths Sehn would go just to make himself look evil amazed Cah’lia. For the longest time she wondered why, but then she came to realize a simple truth—why was anyone anything? Why was grass green, or why did chickens lay eggs? Sehn was Sehn, and that was all there would ever be to it, even if, on occasion, it did make her want to rip the hair out of her head.
She walked over to his sleeping form. He looked different asleep than
Daniel gave up struggling, probably realizing he wouldn’t break free of Rillith’s powerful grip.
“So help me Gods, I’m going to get you back good this time, Sehn. I’ll make those Scratcher-Bugs seem like a relaxing massage.”
Sehn laughed at the puny Human. “Hah! You should be thanking me, fool. It is a gift to be fireballed by the Great Sehn. None of you should have intervened. I was merely enjoying the free ride that nature has to offer.”
Nero laughed. “I knew it! I wanna go next.”
Cah’lia put a hand over his mouth and shushed him.
It was the first day in their long quest, and while Sehn felt it could have gone smoother, things weren’t so bad. They all laughed as Nero danced and sang around the fire and awaited the dawn of a new day.
Chapter 7: Hanging From Ropes
The five boys were still sleeping. Cah’lia knew if she wanted some alone time, this would be the opportune moment to grab it. The sun would rise in under an hour, and while Sehn and Nero might be content to smell like pigs, she wasn’t as willing to walk around in filth. She got out of her sleeping pallet and grabbed her travel pack.
Cah’lia had tried to get them to wash up, but the two of them ignored her. She couldn’t even force Nero, because the foolish boy did whatever Sehn did. When she’d told Sehn that he was beginning to smell a little funky, he merely laughed at her and said it was probably the wind pushing her own smell back into her face. He even had the nerve to complain when she decked him, causing a bruise to form on his cheek.
Let Sehn make up whatever rationalization he wants, Cah’lia thought with a grin . I got him good .
She crossed over the shallow grass to the nearest pond. Undressing, she took a moment to examine herself in its murky reflection. She was not a vain Elf, but she could understand why so many Elves—and even Humans—found her appealing. Except Sehn , she thought bitterly. He didn’t even seem to notice her.
Bathing in the warm summer water, she tried to understand everything that had happened to make her end up here. There was something wrong about this journey, something she couldn’t grasp.
Suhn, high Chief of Elvar, had refused to assist her when she had begged him to intervene. She told him that Nero would run away and that she was unable to stop him from following along with his son. Rather than protect the little Elf, Suhn had told her that if she wanted to see him safe, she needed to go with him. Suhn was a strict ruler, but he was never cruel. So why would he want her and her brother to go along?
She exited the pond. Drying herself off, she changed into the fresh pair of clothing she’d brought along with her. She looked scandalous in the hide leather-pants and tight white top. The shirt had no back, revealing her smooth, tanned Elven skin. Even Sehn would lose it when he saw her like this. She chuckled as she walked back to camp.
Despite the sun already beginning to rise, all five boys were still snoring. Nero had kicked off his blanket and was lying on his back, his little chest rising and falling. Sehn was tossing and turning, fighting with a dream.
“No, Nero!”
he moaned.
“It’s called the ‘Cave of Castration’ for a reason. Don’t go in there!”
Cah’lia laughed. She wondered if she should tease him about this little dream when he woke up, but thought the better of it. The lengths Sehn would go just to make himself look evil amazed Cah’lia. For the longest time she wondered why, but then she came to realize a simple truth—why was anyone anything? Why was grass green, or why did chickens lay eggs? Sehn was Sehn, and that was all there would ever be to it, even if, on occasion, it did make her want to rip the hair out of her head.
She walked over to his sleeping form. He looked different asleep than
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