Twenty-Four - Carine

Watching the ground pass beneath her had become something normal eventually. The action of her bouncing in time with Horann’s steps had stopped hurting as she became used to the situation. There was nothing she could do. Struggling was pointless she had found as Horann’s strength exceeded hers by a limitless factor and fighting against it was like fighting stone.

You’ve got to do something! Her mind had told her. Vanadine will come but might not be able to save you.

“You’re Horann, right?” Carine had asked, her voice sounding strange as she bounced along on the creature’s shoulder.

As a reply Carine received a low growl.

“Vanadine told me about you,” she had said.

“All my good qualities?” Horann had asked with something she assumed was a chuckle.

“Yes, actually,” Carine had said, trying anything she could think of to get the thing to put her down.

When it happened she was unprepared and felt the air blasted from her lungs as she hit the ground. She rolled to her side, her back screami