The Realmsic Conquest: The Hero of Legend - Book 1 [2015 Watty Award Winner]

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Leoden jerked awake. He sat up, fully alert as if anticipating an ambush, but soon realized he'd been having another nightmare. Although he couldn't remember the dream, the fear it induced lingered in his mind. He felt uneasy, but the night air was cold as usual, and his low burning campfire produced its familiar warmth. It felt like just another comfortable night back in his village. Instead, he was completely lost somewhere in the middle of the Realm. For days, he'd been riding aimlessly, with no particular destination in mind. He simply headed south for as far as his horse would carry him.

Lying flat upon the ground, Leoden tried to clear his mind of all the clutter. Gazing up at the stars, he felt conflicted. Impulsively leaving his village truly seemed like the right thing to do. But he possessed no real reason for why he was doing this. Where am I going?

A nagging feeling tugged at his brain, but he pushed it deeper inside his mind. Leoden was not known for acting impulsively and, although his current situation seemed discouraging, not once did he feel the desire to go back home.

He tried to remember the details of his latest dream. It took a few moments for the vague images to return—a string of pictures forming random scenes. Leoden couldn't piece the images into a story. It frustrated him.

Rubbing his hands together to warm them, he experienced a flash of uncontrollable rage. The anger came out of nowhere. He felt as if his body was being bound by a brace, but there was nothing restricting his arms. His blood boiled as he lashed out, fighting against the invisible force, but his arms would no longer move. He struggled against the feeling of bondage. His heart pounded. He needed to break free. But soon, his anger transformed into helplessness. He was filled with a depth of despair that brought tears to his eyes. Leoden felt as if a very important item was taken from his possession, and there was nothing he could do about it.

But I'm not carrying any valuables.

This isn't making sense.

Why am I feeling this way?

Suddenly, as abruptly as the hallucination began, he snapped out of it and came back to his senses. He quickly reached for his canteen, and took several huge gulps of water, which were followed by several deep breaths of air. After a moment, a sense of calm returned to his body.

"What was that about?" he asked himself out loud, still panting.

More importantly, why were all of these changes happening to him? Not long ago, his only concerns were tending his daily chores around the village. But now, his emotions were in turmoil and he felt as if he couldn't function normally. Frustration fed on his anxiety. For all of these feelings were producing even more questions and, unfortunately the answers were slow to come, if they were to come at all.    

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