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A Tilfrae of the Wandering Son (Part C)... (Continued from Part B) ...
The journey proved rather easy, however mysterious it was. And Sarick could hardly bring himself to terms to the reality of traveling with such company of animals that have conducted themselves as people. Yet there was occasional commotion amongst his ‘captors’ as they would mutter among themselves in conversation concerning him. It seemed that their own curiosity of him had peaked. But among the cats, while there was like commotion of curiosity, they also had a more haughty countenance about them; howbeit, it seemed that it was playfully so.

        Moving again northward, at last, the lands seemed to wind through vales and passes between branches of mountains. Here the snow would sometimes fall quite regularly in even the summer. And as the road lengthened, it became less dusted and more coated with snow until it eventually became a deep sea to wade one’s forelegs through. The mountains A Tilfrae of the Wandering Son (Part D)... (Continued from Part C) ...
The halls were splendid as the sanctum was built about the structures of the great cavern, and many lights reflected off of the variety of metals and gems that shined out amidst the chambers.

          Valhes stood firm with Sarick at his side, and the company of deer stood down as they abode at the great door. Patiently, Sarick stood until before long, a great bull of stout countenance stood forth, robed in fine crimson of woven wool, and his steers extruded upward as a great mantle. His deep bellowing voice then amplified as he announced, “Present stands his majesty, Falphalis, King of Icillicap.”

          Then a great white stallion made entrance as he stood beautiful and majestic to all. He was beyond any of the breeds raised by the horse lords of Don Shol or any kind known to the Elaith. Half of his silver mane flowed natural in their

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Book illustration for

A Tilfrae of the Wandering Son (Part C)... (Continued from Part B) ...
The journey proved rather easy, however mysterious it was. And Sarick could hardly bring himself to terms to the reality of traveling with such company of animals that have conducted themselves as people. Yet there was occasional commotion amongst his ‘captors’ as they would mutter among themselves in conversation concerning him. It seemed that their own curiosity of him had peaked. But among the cats, while there was like commotion of curiosity, they also had a more haughty countenance about them; howbeit, it seemed that it was playfully so.

        Moving again northward, at last, the lands seemed to wind through vales and passes between branches of mountains. Here the snow would sometimes fall quite regularly in even the summer. And as the road lengthened, it became less dusted and more coated with snow until it eventually became a deep sea to wade one’s forelegs through. The mountains A Tilfrae of the Wandering Son (Part D)... (Continued from Part C) ...
The halls were splendid as the sanctum was built about the structures of the great cavern, and many lights reflected off of the variety of metals and gems that shined out amidst the chambers.

          Valhes stood firm with Sarick at his side, and the company of deer stood down as they abode at the great door. Patiently, Sarick stood until before long, a great bull of stout countenance stood forth, robed in fine crimson of woven wool, and his steers extruded upward as a great mantle. His deep bellowing voice then amplified as he announced, “Present stands his majesty, Falphalis, King of Icillicap.”

          Then a great white stallion made entrance as he stood beautiful and majestic to all. He was beyond any of the breeds raised by the horse lords of Don Shol or any kind known to the Elaith. Half of his silver mane flowed natural in their