Josilen, felt like she walked forever behind the horse and riders. She thought about what the brothers had told her, about her being Fey, as she trudged along the grassy road. Is that what i felt in my chest? like a warming experience about to explode? and what can I shift into? I was raised by an uncle, because of my parents deaths, at least that’s what I was told. Could it be that wasn’t true? could my parents still be alive?. The landscape was changing, the grass was now blue and the sky was a shade of orange. What kind of place is this and who or what lives here?. Josilen saw a castle in the distance, so this is where the king lives? she asked the brothers. Yes this is castle Robinstein in the land of Slavan.
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“Do not let her be harmed in any way. The king wants to see her, but be careful, for she is a fey”, said Marcos. “Father wouldn’t like that so much, and I don’t want to incur his wrath.” “Yeah, I know”, said his twin brother Max. “I was sweating like a pig, in the bush I was hiding in, afraid to stay for being found and afraid to leave in case I got caught.”
I don’t remember much of my childhood, other than what my uncle told me about how my parents died and he took me in. I had always felt different from other people, but didn’t think much of it. What is a fey? I had never heard of one. Was it a good thing, or a bad one?.
“I know she is close”, the brothers said instantaneously. “I can smell her, and I can feel her aura. Fey are dangerous, so be on the lookout.”
Inside the bush with Josilen was some kind of animal. As it stuck its head out, it was a snake! I hate snakes. “Hey, what are those bushes shaking for?”, just as josilen made a sprint for it. There she goes. They urged their steeds on with their spurs in their horse’s side.
Where am I? I was in my walk-in closet when the back wall gave away. All around me is another land, another place. Mist hangs like hanging moss from a Spanish moss tree down on the bayou. I am scared but intrigued at the same time, of being who knows where. I start walking down a path as the mist curls around me like a cloak. ‘Well, Josilen, what have you done now?’, I think to myself. The mist parts when I walk down the path, making everything look clearer. I hear a horse coming down the road, its hooves making a staccato clopping noise. No, there are two horses, with men dressed in clothes from an ancient time I have never been to before. They stop right in front of the bush I hid behind. Where did she go? I know someone is here in Sklavania. I felt her presence when she came through the time portal. I try not to cry out. Are they friend or foe?
Today was reading day. My son was on the Xbox so I couldn’t play Skyrim. I am currently reading Robert Beatty’s ‘Serafina And The Black Cloak’. It’s a great book. Due to today’s reading, I am more than halfway done. It is set in Asheville at the Biltmore estate. The author is from Asheville as well. It is kind of a fantasy story, set at the Biltmore. A good read. You need to read it.
I am sorry I missed yesterday, but I was busy. I had to take my wife to the hospital, but all is well. Today, we went to church. So the weekend has been full. This month will be as well, with my oldest boy going back to college for the second time; this time at Western Carolina. I will miss him. Next month, my wife goes on vacation to Utah without me, and I will be a lonely boy. Maybe I can find something to do while she is gone. I will try to be faithful to you guys everyday though. I enjoy the writing, and I hope people care and like to read the old fart’s thoughts. See ya on the morrow, chaps.
Dina L. Sleiman has written another great book in the Valiant Hearts series. It was written in the era of the Crusades and the Templars. Sir Randall and Rosalind and Lady Sapphira lead a crusade to the Middle East in search of captives, and to spread the gospel. They take children with them as well. Amidst someone with vengeance on their mind, Sir Randall and Rosalind overcome their demons of their past and fall in love, mixed in with a few battles. It is a tale of forgiveness and love. I can’t wait to read some more from Dina L. Sleiman. This was a great read, and I encourage everyone to read it as well.
I reviewed this book for Bethany House Publishing.
I went to another Owls game last night, and had a blast. Friends from church were there, plus my posse. We had a good time. It was Dollar Monday games, where you get in for a dollar, and several food and drink items are a dollar. I caught a free rubber ball after the game that they were throwing to the crowd, but the best thing I got was a friend of mine from church in my Sunday school class was chasing foul balls, and he had several so he gave me one. An official game ball! woot! woot!. See you all tomorrow, taters.