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The vague formless shape lays quiet but menacing in the darkness. You are sure that you saw something move in the last blast of lightning that rocked the surrounding plain, but it could just have easily been a twitch in your eye, or your imagination. As you stare out into the tumult of the storm you watch, concentrating on the area where you thought you saw the movement but nothing further becomes evident.
Meanwhile the storm rages, thunder rolling in great waves through the clouds above, buffeting your shelter and assailing your ears. As the thunder and lightning crash all about, the wind rises to a new crescendo, howling through the many gaps and holes in the walls. In the overwhelming bluster the roof begins to lift as if it is about to be torn from its fastenings but luckily they hold, weathering the power and force of the storm as it tests the ailing structure.
Then, as quickly as it started, the storm recedes, lessening its bite as it slowly moves southwards. For some time you wait, hoping that it will not resume but the Fates are with you, and slowly but surely the cloud begins to lift and then clear away. In a drizzling rain you pull Pallenten out into the open and survey properly the lands ahead. Great pools of water cover the ground but they are draining southwards, and as you stand there you can see the clouds being pushed by the still strong winds in the same direction. After giving Pallenten a rub down you remount and continue your journey to the west.
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This book, and its associated books and other documents in the Chronicles of Arborell series are the intellectual property of the author, Wayne F Densley, and all rights are reserved by him. Windhammer is best viewed at 1024 x 768 resolution. Any questions regarding the Chronicles of Arborell can be answered by emailing the author at densleyw@shoal.net.au
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Windhammer, Copyright Wayne Densley 2001 - 2007 All Rights Reserved
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