|Ever had the sensation of being out of place, surrounded by complete strangers, never alone but misunderstood?|
PreludeAn infants wail rose above the dark tree tops of Kerderra. A cloaked figure moved between the trees with a purposeful stride, shielding a bundle under the coal colored fabric. The driving night rain chilled the cloaked man as another pitiful wail rose from beneath his drenched cloak. The man coughed sharply then, with a fatigued sigh, pushed back one side of his cloak to peer down at the teary eyed baby nestled in his arm.
Wide green eyes blinked in surprise at him. Tears rested on the tiny childs pale cheeks and her lower lip quivered slightly. The man tugged at the blankets wrapped around the infant, trying to keep her small frame as warm as possible in the rain.
The man shook his head at the child, though not unkindly, and said, All that noise is coming from you? Well, I suppose you are keeping the wolves at bay with all that howling. The man pushed back his hood slightly, revealing
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The sound of birds singing to the arrival for the morning sun roused Thaliat from her fading dreams. She sat up with a yawn as she rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand. She glanced down to the floor where Lyhake still slept amidst a tangle of blankets with an arm thrown over his eyes.
He had insisted on sleeping on the floor so that Thaliat might have the more comfortable bed. However, it had been Thaliat who had succeeded in procuring extra bedding so that Lyhake might have something a bit more comfortable than bare floorboards to lie upon. Lyhake had fallen asleep in his clothing without any concerns. Not only that, but he had fallen asleep almost as soon as his head rest in the crook of his arm, with barely an utterance of good night to Thaliat. This had surprised Thaliat as it was not the way she would end her evening, but she was secretly grateful as it solved her need for privacy to chan
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