Cedar Stormchaser – p.13

July 11, 2012 at 5:18 pm 1 comment

“Welcome to my home,” the man said. The sounds of the storm below them were faint and muffled; the sky was bright blue and the air was warm. Cedar looked down at his feet and tested the firmness of the cloud he was standing on.

“Best not to think too much about the how,” said the man, “but we should discuss the why, and the then what.”

Cedar crossed his arms over his chest and stood up tall, as he had seen older men of his clan do when they were talking about important things together. “I am also interested in who.”

The man laughed. “Ah, that’s a bit too close to how for my taste, I’m afraid. I have not brought you here, the storm has. It has chosen you. A man less pure of purpose would have been tossed to his death.”

“But you have done something; we stand on clouds!”

“Do we? Let’s move on to the then what – are you satisfied with the ending of your quest or are you going to try to hit the thunder with your mighty fist some more?”

Cedar frowned. “The storm still rages below, and heads for my home.” He unfolded his arms and looked at his hands, looked at the scars up and down his arms, clenched and unclenched his fists. “We are powerless to fight it. I have failed.”


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