Chapter One Charis, feeling as though she'd faded to a pale wraith, sat with drooped head in a meadow where colorful fliers darted above, where flowers perfumed the air and small fluffy hoppers nibbled on greenery all around her, unafraid. Even when a great flapping of wings nearby caused all the animals to flee, she ignored the sound. But then a huge winged beast landed beside her and she was forced to take notice. She supposed it was fearsome, being scaly and green, with amethyst eyes, but too dispirited to care, she didn't move. Words unfolded in her mind. I am Vorst, a draig. Blanca sent me to carry you to safety. Climb on my back. Now. Charis remembered the white ahver. Blanca had helped her, giving her the spirit of life after the man called Merl had said she didn't exist. The ahver then hid her and left, but didn't return. She gazed uncertainly at the green draig. I will not harm you.... Anything was better than this feeling of fading. Charis rose and, with some difficulty, managed to climb aboard Vorst, seating herself between his wings. When he launched himself and flew up and up, she lost what little breath she had left in wonderment. She was flying! When the draig finally circled and landed near a small dwelling, Charis regretted the trip was over. Then she saw the white ahver perched on the top of the dwelling and smiled. Blanca really had sent him. Vorst gave a little shrug, and she slid off him onto the ground. He took off immediately and she stared after him, sorry to see him go. ""Well, well, what have we here?"" a woman's voice asked. ""'Tis not common, not common at all, for a draig to deliver a young lass to my door. Though I believe I've seen that draig before, sadly enough.""
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November 08, 2011
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