Chapter One, The Boy Who Speaks With Faelin.

        The Hunters crept through the forest quietly, keeping a wary eye on their surroundings; any rock or tree could harbor a swift and painful death. The sun shone through the leaf canopy above them, dappling their cloaks with indistinguishable shapes in shadows, mottled colors weaved in to keep them well hidden. They left the river behind them, the noise from the water fading quickly. . .

                        Chapter One, The Boy Who Speaks With Faelin.

        The Hunters crept through the forest quietly, keeping a wary eye on their surroundings; any rock or tree could harbor a swift and painful death. The sun shone through the leaf canopy above them, dappling their cloaks with indistinguishable shapes in shadows, mottled colors weaved in to keep them well hidden. They left the river behind them, the noise from the water fading quickly. . .