My unnamed story I wrote in 1988 continues. Don’t forget to check out chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4, and chapter 5 first.

Chapter Six

The army traveled at a fast pace. The had to, because on the evening of the third day, the Northern army was to meet the Southern and Eastern armies at the docks. Then they would begin the journey to the feared Western lands, across the vast, dark sea.

They all spoke very little during the journey to the docks; all were lost in their own thoughts of fear.

On the evening of the second day, the army halted at the command of the leader. Adrienne secured her steed, and then sat down next to Darien as he built a fire.

“Darien?” Adrienne asked.

“What is it?”

“What was our mother like?”

There was a pause, and then he said, “She was beautiful. If you can imagine someone with your face and my coloring, that would be her. Your face is just like hers once was.”

“What about our father?”

“I remember very little of him. He was not around very often. He was a dark man, with black hair just like yours.”

“I wonder if one day we shall ever meet him, Darien.”

“Well, they say that one always knows their father–even if they have never seen him before. Maybe that will be true for us.”

“Maybe,” said Adrienne.

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Rado, now in the Western lands, had no knowledge of the fate of his wife and children. He did not even know his youngest child existed. When the tale of Dalia’s death reached him a year later, he flew into a rage.

“My Gods!” he cried. “You have taken my life!”

As the weeks passed, Rado’s rage and violence increased. He often was seen holding a golden bauble, clenching it in his hands until his knuckles turned white. Finally, in Rado’s ultimate rage, he decided to overtake the Western lands in spite of the Goddess Galdra.

In a short time, Rado had the Western people in his control. With his great powers of sorcery, he was able to influence the people to hate the Northern, Southern, and Eastern lands with a terrible, violent hatred.

The day Rado held aloft his golden sphere and cracked the Earth was his day of avenging Dalia’s death. That night, as Rado went to sleep in his new domain for the first time, he found that he could actually sleep.

Come back next Thursday for chapter 7!