Kathryn J. Woodall
Published by A Comfortable Soul Publishing at Smashwords
Copyright 2011 Kathryn J. Woodall
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The rain fell softly outside the window. Though Ottum couldn’t feel the drops, she knew their cold splash was starkly contrasted to the warm air inside the cozy cabin. The rain’s gentle rhythm brought an old song to mind, and the old song brought memories of friends and other places. She smiled.
It had been a few months, but the wave was unmistakable. It passed over and through her, stopping the concert of rain and memory. There was a familiar danger out there in the cold, but familiarity made it no less evil. It would leave a trail of destruction in its wake if left unchallenged. And like all evil, it would not stop coming just because Ottum willed it to stop. Goosebumps formed on her slender, muscular arms while a shiver ran down her spine.
With the wave came restlessness and the knowledge that tonight was her last night in this cabin. Tomorrow she would move on, but for now, this place was hidden from the danger that loomed somewhere in the distance. The wave told her of its approach, but it was not yet so close that it would find her here.
It doesn’t matter anyway, she thought to herself. She was a Chaser and therefore was never content to rest for long.