Akkarin and his first Love 2Chapter Six – Crossing the WastelandAkkarin and his first Love 2
“You! Come here!” Dakova ordered. Akkarin straightened his back. He had been chopping wood all morning. Hopefully they would stay at the camp for a long time the thought of carrying that bag again being sickening.
His back was much better and he didn’t have any fever. Three days of drinking Yilana’s mixture had chased away the infection. It had been impossible to reach her to get her to treat his back again but nevertheless, it felt as if it had healed alright.
“Yes, Master?”
“I need you to come with me. We leave now. Fetch some water – Takan has pack
Akkarin and his first Love 3Chapter SixteenAkkarin and his first Love 3
Next day in the late afternoon, the new camp was set up and shortly after, the male slaves left for the mines as Dakova was anxious to find his enemy while he was still weak.
In total they were nine male slaves all walking silently towards the mines accompanied by Dakova. Akkarin noticed the sweat on the face of the man walking besides him. The one who located Dakova’s enemy would likely be killed by the very same if not extremely careful and every single one of the slaves were painfully aware of it.
The mining area was vast. Several black holes in the hills indicated the hollow entran
Sonea's PainShe knows she`s alone, and lets out a sigh,Sonea's Pain
With no one around her, she can finally cry,
Once again, tears spill to the floor,
Splashes of water, and open the door,
Its cold outside, deserted grounds,
It was once ruins, once a place close to home,
But then he left her, and she was alone,
The baby starts crying, night and day,
So she puts her head up, and wipes tears away,
Soon he`ll be older, the seed of a saviour,
The saviour now gone, in Kyralia`s labour,
She wished for him home, always in prayer,
But she knows that she`s wrong, he never comes back,
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