Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Fantasy

"Diono."

A voice, a voice so smooth like mountian water filled his mind, as if he could drown in the voice. He remembered dreaming of the woman who had a silver bow and would hunt great beast of his nightares with him under the light of the moon. Or sometimes he would see the world through the woman's eyes-

"DIONO!"

Diono woke up and almost jumped out of the hay bed he slept in. He rubbed his eyes and yawned.

"I see you another time," he muttered.

"What did you say brother" said his sister, Apalla, looking at him cursiously.

"Nothing sister," he replied. "What do you want anyways?"

"You forgot to take out the scrap metal and sell them to the scraper traders today."

"Why didn't you wake me up sooner??!"

Apalla smiled wickedly and happily at her twin brother. Then giggled. 

"Because brother, where would the fun be in that?"

Diono thinks for bit then starts tickling his sister who starts laughing. He then tackles her onto the bed with them both giggling and laughing.

"I love you sister."

"I love you too brother."

It was hot day in the town. Everything looked like it was sweating to cool itself down. But it was even hotter in the furnace room of the blacksmith they were taken under care for and exchange of working labor. 

The blacksmith had told them to chop wood and start the furnaces so they can make stuff for their costumers. Which were only a few a day but the money that they received was enough to keep them on their toes. 

Well that was until a certain person came to the town....
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