Solomyn Kane Relentless
by Roberta E. Howard
Copyright 2010 Roberta E. Howard
A Solomyn Kane story
A Gender Switch Adventure
The Coming of Solomyn
The moonlight shimmered hazily, making silvery mists of illusion among the shadowy trees. A faint breeze whispered down the valley, bearing a shadow that was not of the moon-mist. A faint scent of smoke was apparent.
The woman whose long, swinging strides, unhurried yet unswerving, had carried her for many a mile since sunrise, stopped suddenly. A movement in the trees had caught her attention, and she moved silently toward the shadows, a hand resting lightly on the hilt of her long, slim rapier.
Warily she advanced, her eyes striving to pierce the darkness that brooded under the trees. This was a wild and menacing country; death might be lurking under those trees. Then her hand fell away from the hilt and she leaned forward. Death indeed was there, but not in such shape as might cause her fear.