"Heaven have mercy and praise God! Storm! My child, my sweet, sweet, darling child, you are alive!"
Storm's mother embraces her daughter, and weeps the sweet tears of relief. She honestly thought she'd never see her child again. Not once the Royal Constable took her away. Yet here she is, and safe and sound. It is a miracle.
"God had rather little to do with it, mother," Storm gently says once the embrace has lasted long enough for her. "This is more the work of older gods of this world, than our own Heavenly Father."
"Whatever do you mean, child? There is but one God. Our Heavenly Father who created all. Of course you are here thanks to Him."
"Yes... well… be that as it may… I'm here now, and I have news to tell everyone and all the village."
Storm turns from her mother to the other people around. Her friends, her family, everyone she must find a way to somehow keep safe from harm in the coming conflict.
She speaks to her uncle Robrath of the Greens, asks him to gather the whole village together, and fast. There is no time to waste.
Her seriousness and urgent tone are enough to convince Robrath of the Greens to do so, though he too wonders what this is all about.
STAI LEGGENDO
Trident
FantascienzaBorn in the midst of a storm with black curls and silver eyes, abandoned by her father, Storm is destined to face a power unknown. She may destroy her world, or save it.
