Chapter 39: Bleeding TowerIt had rained most of the night in Ossmalan. On the shore next to the cliff wall, they had slept under thick tents that Danette and her people had brought for them. They kept the rain off their heads, but the pounding was like music to Gordon's sleeping mind. Just as the rain was trailing off to a trickle, he had another dream.
He was the Jhalgon fish again, the giant shadow fin. He was deep under water, rocks all around him. He should have felt closed in, but he could see perfectly in the dark. And the feeling of speed and power pushed him even faster.
Then he splashed through the surface of the water, actually feeling his giant jaws snap open and shut. The cliff walls sped past him, until his great leathery wings held him up, flapping and hovering over the tal
