ss that grew by the rocks on one side of the Linthra Basin, where great trees with bountiful branches of flourishing leaves formed a bower and a home

tle delightfully, being a caress to the skin and a beloved to the sense of

more than half his stature. As his dreadlocks were free, they were like overground

ish boots about his feet. His earrings, nose ring, pair of bracelets and the fairly heavy

body. Perhaps he had chosen this spot as a paradise for repose. He thought that he was alone until

e was carrying a longbow and a quiver which was full of arrows on her back.

nsmilingly. What brought surprise to Detran was the sword that the woman was holding as she was busy contem

Hesitatingly, he sat up. It was now that th

awake,”

e was not afraid and did not appear suspicious of her despite th

ed to the sword again. “A very fine sword with a golden sheath.

lazily but did not move a step towards her. “I must have sl

the ground so that it stood like a stanchion. She pulled the sword almost halfway out of the gold sc

tran frowned angrily. His anger had

eapon,” she smiled. “Has it drawn

den?” Detran growled with anger. “

rson,” she said. “I’m going hunting as

your silly games!”

“Perhaps you should do the chase,” she smiled. She sheathed

to hurtle away as though she was trying to fly mortal peril, leavin

this bullshit?

held Detran. She halted at once and turned around so as to easily notice where Detran might be hiding. Detra

hereabouts because, by common judgement, it would be awfully foolish of Detran to hid

you,” sa

the spot, for the movement that Detran had just made was wildly out of the ordinary. To her eyes, she

about silly game

oo frightened that she let not words pass her lips. She turned around

rce through which the sword was disengaged from her hand even

powering bolt. Besides, Detran, with his supernatural fleetness, possessed occult res

suit might have had experiences with beings of the occult, whether white witche