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Trayrock, Present TimeThe vehicle slowed, the engine changing tune, and then stopped completely. The late afternoon had taken on the golden glow of just before sunset. Through the windows of the vehicle, the landscape was breathtaking, the elegant smooth-barked white trees with their heavy canopy of green leaves filtering gold sparkles and dappling the road they framed in patches of sunlight and shadow.If she had been home, Lyric would have brought a cup of tea out to Arthur’s bench and sat in the last of the day in peaceful contemplation, just being present in herself, watching the birds and insects, and perhaps a brave rabbit.But that was then, and this was now.“What is it?” She asked Niarthen as she lifted her head from his shoulder. The door slid open, and the driver leaned in and spoke, and Niarthen answered. The guards immediately began to rise from the seats, picking up the prisoner’s by their elbows and guiding them to the door.Isaiah protested the movement, casting a loo
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Trayrock, Present TimeThe sounds of war never changed Samuel thought as he took to the sky. There was always that break between the peaceful before and the roar of noise that announced the arrival of battle. Screams from below chased him as he sought that balance of height and vision. He kept one eye on Ember whose flaming wings and hair made her a target whereas, against the rising smoke that bit at the back of his throat and stung his eyes, he disappeared.Below, he watched as the Emissary and her mates divided between two vehicles, the drivers heading towards the bridge, the path slowed by the panicked flight onto the streets by the civilians of Trayrock.“We should have carried the Emissary,” Ember was unhappy with the situation. She had to yell over the screams below and the sounds of the battle. The approaching army’s heavy artillery had already struck several buildings – targeting points in order to drive the people of the town towards the approaching army, herding them like s
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