As the company of four were on the road, the dark, starless and moonless night that the company camped for the night. Near an bunch of trees, there, one tree had an decent size carved hole , it was probably an natural formation by the tree it self and no axe work shown, nor an hammer and it was Natural make. Then, Andor and Josen set up small, but, warm fire. But Timûs was concerned if that it would give there position away, fortunately, the trees covered there smoke.
The company talk didn't die down it was on the topic of what, where and how to get Dàlin in the next day or two. Then, Josen rose like as if he gave an short speech."I don't think we make any more progress tonight. We left around 10:15pm and made progress here, I would, predicted 11:30 PM. I do not understand, fully, but sooner or later I would like full answers of how we get to Dálin.?" Said Josen
"I don't blame, you, Josen" said Timûs, as Timûs said that, an thought came to mind "do I blame myself of bringing, Josen, on my free will? What of my long lost Nephews was there free will to come with me?" As that thought was sitting along side of Timûs other thoughts. It didn't top the rest of likes of what is sword actually to do with Timûs?. Is the Bracelet with some one or something have it out in the world, somewhere?. Who is this Tock? And one of the two questions beggs. Does Sunmber have it?. All those and many more kept poking at Timûs, mentally. "When we get to Dálin" spoke Andor
"I know parts of those lands and I know city well. I may know only little these roads, but, I know these roads are dangerous at night. I recommend we sleep as much as we can and eat as much we can" -
"I've packed some food, they, are cold meat and raw carrots " said Andor. As Andor passed the carrots were organic and rich with that healthy flavor of goodness. As they ate it, the company looked like an rabbit who just found mother load of earthy food. As they devoured the could meat, it was harty and roasted left over. The meat was of small, but, flavorful sausage but save for thickness of plastic top on it. As they devoured the meal, the, fire was still popping and skater ing it's little flame. Those flames then vanished after they popped.
The company decided some one must keep wach, Timûs took up the post and rest of the company slept.
As Timûs watched and kept an stern eye of the road, the trees and the ground. He kept an eye on the sky and kept an ear on the sounds. There was only save the breath of Kitor and Andor. The constant discomfort sounds of Jonsen. As Timûs observed, he spotted and saw as if two black clouds were moving at an speed no normal cloud's ever moved and then they stopped figuratively and physically in mid air. They turned them selfs, looking, at Timûs and the sleeping company. For what or who these dark figures didn't not come down to hinder Timûs & his company. They were not only merely figures.
They are what some folk in the lands were the company are in. Called night messengers or Phantoms, unlike, the wraiths. The Phantoms are harmless if not threatened. Yes, in the night they do have foreboding look to them.
There eyes had white with black for the iris of their eyes.
Timûs, other hand were ,being, smart was anticipating and being knowledgeable about these Night massagers. Timûs never know of this kind, aswell, viceversa to the Phantoms and they have never seen human like Timûs out from the village of the light wooden village.
Then they made an sound that made even Timûs hair stick. It wasn't the phantom's intention to make Timûs hair stick, it, was there way of saying "hello" or "good night". The sound was howling mix with an pattern on booming sounds. Roomb...Roomb... Roomb the sound didn't intended to make Timûs and the company more sleepy, the only thing and one thing to be sure that phantoms voice did make Timûs more drowsy by every booming of voice. Then Timûs mid starting to cover it self with particulars of sleep, then, his eyes started to flutter. He tried to stay awake, but, an warm buzz cam to Timûs. As much he fought the tiredness he said and loud enough "No..No..please i don't want it right now..ple-" then he was out and fell on the earthy ground.
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The Tale of Timus : Book 1, the bracelet of evilness.
Fantasi{continues}This is tale that follows an well respected, adventurous and reasonable young man who. Has always wanted adventure. His name is Timûs, growing up and working as bar tender, his world be flipped up side down. An well known Druid by name of...
