Eyes of Mist 77 - White WoodsEyes of Mist 7 by =Steffel
She couldn't remember how she had gotten back to her makeshift bed but when Ayala awoke again she was not only lying on a pile of relatively clean rags but was also covered with her blanket.
Desperately she tried to believe that her first awakening had been nothing but a bad dream but she could not even keep up that illusion for herself. The painful throbbing in her arm was just too vicious to be ignored. Or rather, the throbbing in what was left of her arm.
With an effort she turned her head to the side and was surprised to make out another shape in the dim glow of the fire's embers lying not too far away. She didn't know what to think. Had he carried her back? If so, why was he doing this, considering how open he had shown her his hatred?
Her eyes found a bowl of water standing between them and suddenly she became aware how thirsty she really was. She struggled to sit up but just as she managed the pain in her arm intensified so much she felt si
Eyes of Mist 6The GuardianEyes of Mist 6 by =Steffel
Tamaril's fingers shook with exhaustion. It cost him all his will power to awaken the shadow and have it do as he wanted. He needed his anger to keep from giving up and yet he mustn't lose control over his emotions.
He tried concentrating on the Shakaree's gray eyes but that made another image surface in his mind. A face, pleasant to look at and with just as gray eyes as his opponent had. But with this face a storm of feelings dragged his mind into the darkest pits. Hope and bitter disappointment, fury and terror, shame and despair.
He realized that his control was slipping and still he could do nothing but write on.
Jorcan slithered to a stop as the shadow stepped away from the wall. Its contours were still wavering, resembling an animal one moment, then losing its shape and forming again to reminded him of a huge insect.
The Shakaree tightened his grasp of his sword but then thrust his left hand that clutched the torch forward. And indeed the
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