In the long dark of her endless half-sleep, Phae drifted helplessly on her way.
The countryside rushed past beneath her feet. Up ahead the dark mage rode swiftly onwards, a long thick piece of rope trailing from his horse back to where she floated behind him, the rope tied with a thick knot round her waist. Wherever it was the dark mage planned to take her next, he sure was in a hurry.
"Don't look so miserable girl you should count yourself lucky I'm not making you walk!"
Phae remained silent. She didn't know what to say. She never knew what to say anymore. She had already learnt that the mage knew her father. Of course, she knew the stories of how her parents had met and had defeated the evil schemes of the dark mage Varrus, but this couldn't be
Her thoughts trailed off as up ahead t
