The Redemption of Erâth: Volume One – Consolation, Chapter 4

Chapter 4

The Wolf in the Distance

In the weeks that followed their trip to the Burrow Wayde, Brandyé spent many hours sitting before the fire or watching the flurries from behind the large round windows, but what flew through his mind was not flame and snow, but the clash of steel, the cries of battle, and the smell of blood and dirt. He found the thought of such a battle fascinating, for he could not truly imagine such scenes of death and horror; they were outside his experience and his comprehension.

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The Redemption of Erâth: Volume One – Consolation, Chapter 3

Chapter 3

A Tale of Blood and Battle

Brandyé woke the next morning to the sun coming gently through his window and the scent of breakfast from below. He heard his grandfather humming a tune, and knew where he was, and was relieved. What an odd thing to happen, he thought to himself. I wonder where that place is. He thought he might ask his grandfather, but hesitated—traveling to another place in the middle of the night, when you were meant to be sleeping? It sounded an awful lot like magic, and his grandfather had said he knew of no magic that did not bring harm.

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The Redemption of Erâth: Volume One – Consolation, Chapter 2

Chapter 2

An Odd Journey

Of all the things that brought Brandyé joy, the one thing he loved more than anything else was listening to his grandfather’s many tales. Not the ones he told at the Burrow Wayde sometimes, though those were enjoyable as well, but rather the ones he would tell in the dark of a winter night, in front of the fire, when it seemed that nothing existed in all the world but their house, alone in the moors. The wind would whistle through the cracks and under the doors and small snowflakes would swirl in the corners of the room, but in front of the fire, all was warm.

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