An Excerpt of In Dreams... The Solitary Road
A New Release from S.I.Hayes
Fall Of 2013
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A daughter was born to Rosaline Decon, on the night of
the fullest and largest moon the Isle had witnessed in more than twenty years.
The labor was hard, and long, but that did not bother Rosaline, what kept her
screaming was the commotion. Outside, the sky was blackened by the feathers of
ravens as they swooped amongst the Hymenopteria, blue blood rained down soaking
dirt roads. The birds numbers were uncountable, and no one could stop them. The
huntsmen and the guards tried in vain, but for every raven they took down with
their bows, three more would fill in its place.
Then, as Rosaline pushed for the final time, and the
child let out her first wail, it stopped, the birds settled into the trees and
on the eaves of the Stone shingled building.
“Give me my daughter.” She demanded, but one look at the
child and Rosaline pushed her away, for on her delicate little head was a patch
of raven’s blue-black hair. She mumbled that it was an omen, that the child
would never be a Decon.
Although her body was weakened by the birth, she pulled
herself out of bed and withdrew from the room, leaving the child in the arms of
her midwife, Beatrice. With a hardened face, the woman shoved the baby into the
open arms of its father Jeremiah, so she might chase the High Priestess.
The baby wailed, but as Jeremiah rocked, she quieted.
“There, there, your muma’s just upset. Its okay, Amara, I’m your Dad, and I’ll
always keep you safe”
“Make that we, and if she’ll not be a Decon, give her
your name, make her a Dagon.” The voice of an older gentleman broke into the
room. When Jeremiah looked up, he saw his father-in-law, Nathan, with a smile
across his face, with him was Amaranth, Rosaline’s mother, Amara’s namesake.
“Yes, you strange bird, we will be here for her, no
matter what.” Amaranth promised.
Amara was outwardly a very happy child, bright and eager
in her studies, but her nights were filled with terrible dreams of fires, and a
shadowy demon, that caused fits of screaming, which Rosaline left either her
parents or Jeremiah to deal with. In fact, unless it was to scold her Rosaline
rarely ever occupied the same room as Amara, who wanted nothing more than her
love and approval. Keeping with their promise to protect Amara, as Rosaline’s
patience with her was thin as skin upon milk, Nathan took to teaching Amara a
rhyme to help keep the dreams at bay.
“Dreams of sorrow, dreams of pain, shall not
linger in the light of day. Should darkness unfold in memories untold, nothing
shall haunt a child bold.”
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