{"id":4180,"date":"1983-07-12T00:01:38","date_gmt":"1983-07-12T04:01:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tellest.com\/?p=4180"},"modified":"2016-09-06T15:25:09","modified_gmt":"2016-09-06T19:25:09","slug":"maelstrom-preview-two","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tellest.com\/maelstrom-preview-two\/","title":{"rendered":"The Maelstrom Preview Two"},"content":{"rendered":"

He swung the staff as hard as he could, and struck nothing but air.\u00a0 Even in that fierce wind, he produced a noticeable sound cutting through it.\u00a0 He steadied his body and swung forth again, hitting whatever invisible foes he saw.<\/p>\n

His father ascended the nearby hill, witnessing as his son fought those shadows.\u00a0 A tremendous clap of thunder rose out over the wind, and Eddarvas found himself looking skyward for what was sure to be a violent flash of lightning.\u00a0 It never came, and Yvensar continued his training without fail.<\/p>\n

Eddarvas could feel the rage behind every swing of his son\u2019s staff.\u00a0 Everything was taken away from him: his wings; his magic; his love.\u00a0 If the druid\u2014now only in name, it seemed\u2014ever found Rezarius, there would be no saving the high arcanist, of that he was sure.<\/p>\n

Yvensar let out an immense battle cry as he spun about at the end of another swing.\u00a0 His shoulders rose and fell with every ragged breath, and he cared not that his father saw him in such a moment of vulnerability.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019d have me believing you could actually hurt the wind,\u201d the older elf said.\u00a0 \u201cDid I just hear it cry out?\u201d<\/p>\n

His son furrowed his brown and slammed his staff into the ground.\u00a0 \u201cThat may have been me you heard.\u201d<\/p>\n

Eddarvas waved away that notion.\u00a0 \u201cWhat are you doing out here, my son?\u201d<\/p>\n

Yvensar forced out an angry breath and bowed his head.\u00a0 \u201cWithout my magic, I am nothing, Father.\u00a0 When we find Rezarius, I need to be able to make him pay.\u00a0 It\u2019s the only way to make things right.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cJustice will come to him,\u201d the elder elf agreed.\u00a0 \u201cBut you\u2019ve been disappearing in the early hours of the morning for days now.\u00a0 How will you claim your victory if you\u2019re too tired to fight?\u201d<\/p>\n

The former druid lifted his staff and spun it around his wrist before slamming it into his opened palm.\u00a0 \u201cYou worry about finding him.\u00a0 I\u2019ll worry about fighting him.\u201d<\/p>\n

A nod was all Eddarvas could muster.\u00a0 He could sense the rage within his son, brewing darker and fiercer than the storm.<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you having any luck putting together a raft to get us off this dingy little speck of land?\u201d<\/p>\n

With an exasperated sigh, Eddarvas threw up his hands.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m an armorer, not a shipwright.\u00a0 I\u2019m doing the best I can.\u00a0 Things would go quicker if I was offered some help.\u201d<\/p>\n

Yvensar grumbled and spun about.\u00a0 He looked up, observing the perilous cliff that the island was abutted against.\u00a0 \u201cThere is no time, Father.\u00a0 Every day that passes, Rezarius could be drawing farther and farther away.\u00a0 No\u2026 I\u2019m going to climb to Shandranar again.\u201d\u00a0 He felt Eddarvas\u2019 hand on his shoulder then, and he could see the pain in his father\u2019s eyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou need someone to tell you this.\u00a0 You\u2019re being a fool right now.\u201d\u00a0 The older elf met that fierce gaze with as much sympathy as he could muster.\u00a0 \u201cI know you\u2019re in pain.\u00a0 I know you are.\u00a0 All that you\u2019ve lost, I\u2019ve lost as well.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou can never understand what I endure now, Father.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI can,\u201d he assured, moisture appearing on the rims of his eyes.\u00a0 \u201cWe both lost Icarus.\u00a0 But you lost Iolanthe as well.\u201d\u00a0 He swallowed away the pain of thousands of days without his own beloved.\u00a0 \u201cEvery day without your mother is like what just happened to Shandranar in my own heart.\u00a0 I know what it feels like to search for reason.\u00a0 But don\u2019t be blind to everything else that is around you.\u201d<\/p>\n

All at once, it was as if the weight of Yvensar\u2019s body was too much to bear.\u00a0 He teetered forward, leaning upon the staff.\u00a0 \u201cIt was my fault,\u201d he gasped.\u00a0 \u201cIf I had just gone with Icarus, I could have\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe don\u2019t know that,\u201d Eddarvas interrupted.\u00a0 \u201cHe may never have reached the high arcanist.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe with my help, he could have.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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