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Stunned by the sudden fall, you flounder upon the wet earth until you can get your bearings. Quickly you discover that you have fallen into a dry creek bed, one that is rapidly filling with water. Pallenten stands at the top of the bank looking forlornly in your direction, the pounding rain obscuring her from view, only frequent blasts of lightning showing where she stands. Scrabbling up the bank you grab her reins and pull yourself out of the creek.
Standing there in the storm, saturated and miserable, you know you must find shelter quickly. When the full force of this tempest hits it will probably kill both of you if you don't. A massive blast of lightning brings with it salvation. In the bright light of the flash you see a boulder outcrop a short distance to the south. It is not much but it should provide a small measure of protection.
With Pallenten in tow you make your way quickly to the stone pile and find that you are in luck. Part of the outcrop has an overhanging table of stone that will protect you and Pallenten from the worst of the storm. It is a tight fit but you are able to get both yourself and Pallenten under it.
Crouching beneath Pallenten's enormous belly you wait, watching the full fury of the storm unfold upon the plain.
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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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