Timonthy rubbed his eyes vigorously. “There was a storm,” he said. “I thought I was going to die. Gerard said that it was you creating the storm and then I was here. It’s all a bit much to take in.” “Follow me,” Damon Ich said. “That’s where I was going before you stopped me.” Timonthy was intrigued and relieved not to have to talk. He […]
They sat together briefly while Timonthy recovered and then continued climbing. “I can’t believe that Stolid has so little self control that he would let this happen,” Timonthy shouted over the roar of the wind. “Endangering people you said he wanted to protect: Paris his own daughter, and his own brother, never mind everyone else.” “No, I don’t understand it either,” Gerard shook his head. […]
“I’ll try Joseph’s room first,” she said and veered off after passing through the archway. Timonthy pushed his hair from his face and watched her for just a second longer than he would have done if he was not worried. “Who is Joseph?” “He’s a old man, a teacher to some of the younger children,” Gerard explained and then they were silent for a while. […]