The WeatherMaker Hearts Desire

Chapter 8 No.8

Word Count: 892 | Released on: 10/07/2018

skin, his luxurious lifestyle had given him the large belly that came with rich meals and much d

ke her husband, she had kept most of her good looks as she aged, despite the fact that her life had been so wrou

brary. They were young men in their early twenties, sombre figures, both dressed all in pure black.

Bairn spoke up, breaking

and never seemed to concentrate on anything that did

a weak voice, barely audible. He returne

, speaking to the books on the shelf before hi

is sons. 'I suppose I

from either of his sons,

and flowers within. There were fountains where birds sang and bathed, small ponds where koi swam, and ornaments depicting the creatures that were not found within the g

him, singing the most beautiful melo

vens own chorus, her voic

rn and spot her father, though she did

ng off the stone path and onto the

a' he

ed her head to h

uch time with you lately' h

things, gathering taxes here, supplying ar

ld proceed. 'Listen to me my daughter; you will not be a child forever. Tomorr

' she n

me and go a

kno

u not p

t waits for me out there. I feel a dark

u frigh

she replied, 'm

oat again. 'I just wanted t

e replied

l...

no need to worry

had. You are a treasure that must be guarded...and cherished.' He dipped his

iled a

now.' He waved awkwardly at her before str

im go, feeling a warmth growing inside h

she opened her hand, catching one of the many fall

s troupe of nearly thirty me

home, clearly not expecting much resistance, o

his sword at an unsuspecting sail boy. The

as over, and any remaining pirates, those that had fled or hidden on their ships, were retained. The innocent bystanders who had been caught up in the a

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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”