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The WeatherMaker Hearts Desire

Chapter 10 No.10

Word Count: 870 | Released on: 10/07/2018

ed approvingly at his brother's kind action; then suddenly with a twinge of sadness, remembered Arlen. There was one place he was su

e of the few shops in the town. Once he had purchased what he was looking for (or

one winged goddess Micro, Farrell entered the main bo

is, a depiction of a young six-winged boy with long flowi

rpowering smell of the incense that bu

aid lifting his h

trying to clear away the stuffy smell of

ing and facing Farrell. He immediately made

perfume' Arl

l anything but th

ed him. 'Better than the cheap toilet water you're

it's a bad thing'

sting. Those women aren't from around here. Who kn

berately, changing the subje

had been carrying, and hel

ak' Farrell

n see

ly detailed patterns and swirls. It looked very expensi

rrell went on. 'So I thought I'd buy you a

he material. 'Thank you. It was really

aid. 'You're my broth

rell, sweeping it over his sh

ook?' he as

d?' Farrell grinne

' Arlen replied

ce that you missed the fight the other day. I can't keep

ing his head. 'I just...I

ell nodded. '

because you pay them' Arlen said,

es' Arlen

f the night' Farrell answered.

m what they are' Arle

gether. 'I had better be on my way. I nee

mple, heading home again. Along the way h

he struggled to keep up with the sold

respectfully as he turned back to

at was a short time ago now, and I should have done it sooner..

said, 'and thank you fo

ust one more thing' the Duke went on, as Farrell turned bac

estioned. 'I didn't kn

he years I have cared greatly for each, but my daughter...she is something special. Of all the ch

so many sons a blessi

kes its toll. I have become somewhat protective of her. I've

ll nodded. 'I perhap

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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”