Under a new sky – chapter 12

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Chapter twelve.

I found a rhythm in my jumps, a sort of regularity. Each jump put another good two hundred yards between us and the Halkan’s fortress. The sheer sensation of being so powerful was enough to set up a large grin on my face and having Kellan in my arms was close to perfection. For her that way of travelling was really hard but she never complained. Once out of town the landscape was mostly barren with little signs of human activity, most of it from farms. There were few stone paved roads and no sign of shrines or churches. Our passage was always noticed, everybody took cover when we approached a farm or a village. That was a real problem for me, it was impossible to be undetected.

After an hour or so I took a break near a little river. I wasn’t tired at all but I was worried about Kellan. She was pale, but still in full control of herself. She removed my helmet and the body armor, both far too big for her frame. Then she looked at me and started to laugh.

Look at yourself… that’s ridiculous”

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