Rijeka's eyes were teary as she regained consciousness. His head throbbed. He didn't know how long he might have been unconscious, but as he recovered, he tried to figure out what might have happened to him. It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck the tree next to it, but there was no storm anywhere.
The taltos priestess was not heading from the direction of Urkon's house from where Oskam could see, in the covering of the tiny hill there, what was happening in front of her. It was close, very close. As he stepped out from behind the hill, he saw the fires. He could smell the smoke and immediately started running in the other direction. He took off his bearskin cloak and folded it under his arm as he stepped out of the wind-swept wind line. He made his way to the rocking children sitting on the floor .
There he slowed, then looked at the more distant Eskamra. At once, she was captivated by the feeling of what women used to feel when they saw a man who would be right for them to bring offspring into the world, but she felt more than that.
A force never before seen. He came at the same time from the direction of the child and Oskam. He couldn't decide which was stronger. He closed his eyes and saw a child galloping on horseback, and then suddenly there were many game, birds feasting on dead corpses. But he did well to run away from the smoke.
He already understood what Oskam was doing, about whom he was told that he could turn an army alone if he was given due reverence. The dreams and imaginations it conveys flow so strongly into the brain that they almost paralyze the one who does not expect it. Now Rijeka also felt and understood why her mother told her that Oskam would be right for her if she wanted a offspring. Again he was captivated by tender emotions, and memories of that night came forth
Rijeka knew he had to act. Eszkam performs a ceremony that five taltos are accustomed to. One per fire. So he'll be away for a while. It's time to look around. Since the priest is in devotion, He has not yet noticed Him. He knew he shouldn't go any closer to the fires. No matter how strong his mind is, he cannot be stronger than Eszkam, and he would lose there in the blink of an eye.
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The Hun God Swords - Angel of hope
SpiritualWe can follow how a little boy becomes a superhero. All this through the Hungarian saying world. It's a very exciting story. Full of love threads. As the Taltos did in the past. Wizards, monsters, kings, intrigue and love in one story.
