To those who sail the seas are known the Currents of Gaili. In the days of old, a sorcerer set sail to explore the world. But he was an impatient man and the journeys were too long for him. The sorcerer called Gaili summoned forth powerful winds with a wave of his hand to speed his journey. To this day they still roam the oceans, speeding ships on their way.
- Writings of Tavis Noir
Sheala burst through the door with singular focus and intent. After sprinting for nearly a mile, however, she found herself leaning heavily in the doorway as she tried to catch her breath.
"Reane," she worked her words out between gasps for air and doubling over, "what are you doing?"
Her friend did not even look up from the book she was reading in a secluded back room at the Red Moose. "What's it look like?" From her simple wooden chair, she turned the page gently to the next to avoid tearing the fragile and already cracked parchment. "What are you in a huff about, anyway?"
"I figured you'd already know." Sheala drew in her latest lung full of air. "And the last place I expected to find you was here."
"I always do my reading here."
Annoyed at her friend's indifference, Sheala decided to stop beating around the bush. "By the Fates, Reane. There are soldiers in town asking questions about you and that less-than-reputable-looking passenger of yours."
Half-surprised to hear that, Reane brought her gaze up from her book. "What?"
"What word didn't you understand?" Sheala composed herself enough to straighten up. "Really Reane, I know that when you read you like to shut down all of your telepathic abilities. But I think if I had talents like those, I would never turn them off."
"You try reading sometime with half a dozen other people's thoughts running through your mind," Reane complained as she stood, snapping the book's binding shut. "You're certain about these troops?"
"You know I don't spook easily. Rumor has it, he's a rebel. And one heavily wanted by the Empire at that."
"All right, all right. Just calm down." Reane took a moment to begin opening back up her mind to the world around her. Every conceivable emotion and thought sought to flood in at once, and Reane had to work to keep her mind separate from the sudden noise seeking to overwhelm her. "I'm not getting anything clear. There's too much interference from too many thoughts all focused on the same thing, it seems." But she did sense an increased level of anxiety among all the minds she touched. Something was clearly up and people were definitely spooked.
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Daughters of Fate Book 1 | An Original Fantasy AdventureFantasy
One soul. Two lives. One destiny. Torn apart by the gods, twin sisters Sheala and Cassandra are each anointed by the Fates to end the war raging upon Geiha. The sisters, one of the light and one of the dark, find themselves on the opposite sides of...