CHAPTER SEVEN
Claskan ran from Kail’s room that night, hellbent on securing the next member of their rebellion. As he descended the staircase he slowed to a crawl. His mind was overwhelmed with his past. He thought of Carina, alone in Zradon. Her parents were there, and a few other slaves he secured since that night, but he wasn’t.
Down he walked, the spiral staircase seemed never ending. The sound of Kail’s door closing and latching brought his mind to the surface, but only for a second. He was eleven seasons younger in his minds eye, watching as the landing area at his home came ever closer.
Claskan arrived late in the evening. He had been gone for almost eight weeks and had learned so much about his former friend Ocelot. That first day he arrived in Ellende he discovered what the Kin
