Chapter 6

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Quinton Runekeeper

Quinton

I watched King fall asleep on the plane, remembering him say: "Watch Seth for me!" I've been transporting between the two of my younger brothers for over six months now. Seth was fine, living with our third cousin four times removed. Seth knew everything, who he was, what he was born to do. What his brother was born to do.

The red haired girl across the isle was awake. I watched as a white haired ghost sat on the floor next to her. He had green eyes. He looked at me and waved. I nodded back. I turned back to King.
Though King did not know about me. When your dead, you have a hard time letting go. I've watched my siblings grow up, make the right choices and wrong choices. The Angel Raziel doesn't mind me. I'm not doing anything to upset the balance.
I watched Kings girlfriend Olivia, she watched King; her expression worried. His parabatia was busy playing a game on a tablet, that involved; guns and blood.
The plane flew safely,  so I transported.

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Back in Montana, Seth was riding his horse in the field. His body inked up with runes. He wore a grey t shirt, and a pair of jeans and boots. His horse was a paint, arabian. He road her bareback his fingers loose on the riens. He was humming a lyricless tune, as he rounded up the sheep and goats, and cows that grazed together. Swinging a rope to and fro.

His hair was short cropped, the sun had bleached it to a bright pale blond. His brown eyes moved along the herd of farm animals. A dagger was attached to his leg. The family dagger, a white ivory blade, its hilt contained painted silver and bronze metal designs. The angelic rune tipping off the design on the blade. "Seth!!" A girl called as she ran through the fields, from the house.

Abby Midnight, stopped acouple feet away from Seth. "Ma, wants you to drive to the store after you are done!" She said. "Thanks Abby!" Seth smiled down at the small girl. She trotted off back in the direction of the house. Seth finished his job transporting the heard into a diffrent pasture, where the grass brushed his waist as he sat astride the horse. Seth galloped along the field to the barn hoping off, and sliding the bridle of the paint. He started the engine, before backing out of the drive.

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