The Season of Silver [Elfen Gold--Book Two] [MultiFormat]
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eBook by Sheri L. McGathy
eBook Category: Fantasy/Young Adult
eBook Description: The adventure continues.... "Come, come. Do not dally. My old bones creak and moan their protests, begging me to finish what I have already begun. "A tale awaits us, its ending yet to be told," the Storyteller proclaimed. "'Tis a tale of legend, of magic and elves, of sorrow, and of hope. "Come, gather near, and we will discover what mysteries abound within the mists of enchantment, and learn together, what fate holds for our young heroes." The Storyteller waved his wrinkled hand before him as he nodded to a spot near his feet. "Come, sit, and listen, and I will continue the tale Ra-May and Michall began when first they set out to save the Elfen kingdom of Ra-Jee. "And so," whispered the old Storyteller. "The tale begins...."
eBook Publisher: Double Dragon Publishing/Double Dragon eBooks, Published: DDP, 2005
Fictionwise Release Date: June 2005
This eBook is part of the following series:
15 Reader Ratings:
"The Season of Silver entices the reader back to the world of Ra-Jee and delightfully concludes the story of Ra-May and Michall. A must read for fantasy fans everywhere."--Tina Morgan, Fiction Factor
"When last we saw our travelers," the Storyteller said in a hushed tone, "the wind had whisked them away from the dangers of Carrie, safely wrapping them in the soft blanket of El-Cha's spell.
"Ah, but what mysteries abound within the mists of magic? What fate awaits our friends? Do you know? Or you, or even you?" the Storyteller asked, his voice little more than a whisper as he pointed from one shaking head to another.
"As I thought." He leaned back and placed both hands flat upon his knees. He smiled. "Well then, let us discover together what awaited our travelers within the swirling mists…."
…Michall woke with a start and instinctively reached for his sword, even as his gaze scanned his surroundings. He quickly became confused.
Is it possible? Could I have been wounded so deeply that we came this far without my even being aware of it?
The painful throbbing in his head confirmed it could indeed be possible.
He moaned and lay back, grateful that the world had stopped spinning as soon as he closed his eyes.
The loud shriek of waterfowl soaring overhead did little to ease the beating within his skull as he waited for the drumming in his ears to fade.
With great care, he pulled himself into a sitting position, pleased he'd managed to accomplish such a small feat. He eased his eyes open. As he squinted against the sun's glare, another bolt of pain erupted within his skull, causing a cold, clammy sweat to soak his body. He rubbed the lump at the back of his head with a shaky hand and sighed, extremely grateful the blow hadn't killed him.
When he spied Ra-May propped against a nearby rock, her body squirming in fitful slumber, relief washed over him. He tried to stand, but his leg wouldn't take his weight. He moaned as he collapsed back down to the sandy ground.
Ra-May woke and hurried to his side. "Lie still," she said as she gently ran her fingertips along the back of his wounded leg. "You will injure yourself further if you persist."
"Where are we? Where are the others?" Michall captured her hand in his.
Ra-May frowned. "I do not know."
"Do you mean you don't know where we are, or that you don't know where the others are?"
Michall noted how her gaze darted about, constantly on the move, searching. "It's just you and me?"
She nodded. "Aye. I have looked, but cannot locate the others."
Seeing the shadow of worry cross her face, he quickly buried his own fears, determined not to add to her distress.
He wished the torment within his head would cease its relentless assault long enough for him to make sense of their present situation.
"If you explain to me how we got here," he said, while lightly caressing her ashen cheek, "maybe we can figure out where our friends are."
Copyright © 2005 Sheri L. McGathy