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The WeatherMaker Hearts Desire

Chapter 6 No.6

Word Count: 859    |    Released on: 10/07/2018

s senile and that she thinks t

at?!' his brothe

ugged hel

covering his fa

lamented. 'It's too early

r?' Brice asked Arlen.

never want to spend the rest of my life with a

the door. The brothers all gla

ng someone?' Bri

g to his feet and march

heavy doors, seeing a young fem

ll blinked. 'What

?' the lady ask

the entrance hall from which the ki

sitting at the table,

' Farrell mim

hat was behind him, an open window. The c

an alarmed look. Br

emained in the manor stood before the window, watching Arlen growing

e later that day, and was gre

rling. Where

ing her face in his h

d. 'I didn't mean to sta

ir down lovingly. 'Your brother must cel

'I'm so lucky to have you' he to

of wife would I be if I didn't understand and look after m

imself. 'You are to

ng for the door was his first

sternly, eyeing the bow Shawn held in his

y, clutching the w

ter. He had gained most of his father's traits, but had his mother's blond hair, and was as mischievous in his youth as Brice had be

k you're going?' B

st on my way out to meet my fri

hurt yourself doing something stupid again I will be less than pl

t if I hurt myself I

over the back of t

his son mounted one of their chestnut horses tied up outside, kicking the b

boy, is he not

eplied as he cl

l wife. 'Alice. How h

ering towards him and taking him by t

ck a chair and putting her hands upon his sh

Brice asked her as she placed a g

waying on the spot and hugging her

ll this food pr

ave food prepared for you.' She kissed his cheek and f

y, turning back to B

rice replie

e was comfortable, but modest. Larger than Arlen's, but sm

here?' Brice

ed uncertainly. 'Of

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The WeatherMaker Hearts Desire
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“Arlen walked alone through the woods. He glanced up as he saw a band of men riding swiftly along the dirt road before him, as fast as their steeds could take them, they tore through the countryside. They were some distance away. Arlen squinted, seeing the figures only as blurred silhouettes. Before him the sun in the sky blinked several times as the branches of the trees waved up and down in the breeze, flashing the light in his eyes. When the riders were gone Arlen jogged forwards, heading towards the road and listening to the sounds of the falling hooves growing ever fainter. A strange feeling of trepidation seeped into him, chilling his skin. Something felt very wrong to him, and Arlen wondered who the men were and what they were doing near his home. He glanced first one way, and then the other, turning to walk in the direction the men had come from, some instinct within telling him that something terrible had happened. And then he saw. He froze in mid-step as his heart jolted in his chest. A feeling of terror struck him like a bolt of lightning. Arlen broke into a run, his whole world crashing around him. He reached the spot where it had happened, slowing to a stop and falling to his knees, tears streaming down his cheeks as darkness descended over him. This is a story of a man searching for the woman he loves, who was taken from him twelve years ago in a day that changed his life forever. Since that day his life has fallen into ruins, and to find her he is forced to remember a past he wishes he could forget. To mend his sins he must re-visit these painful memories, and learn the true reason why she was taken. What he discovers, is beyond anything he could have ever imagined. This is a story of love, loss, grief and forgiveness”