The breeze cooled the sweat on his body. Goosebumps popped out on his skin as a chill descended his spine. He was bent over, hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath and keep down his meager dinner. A twig snapped to his right.
“Great, here we go again,” he moaned.
“Samuel, wait! I just want to talk to you for a minute,” Edgar yelled.
Samuel was so tired of running. Seemed to him that’s all he’d been doing for the past few years. Running from one thing or another. And now this. Betrayal by someone he’d known since they were babies. Best friends, training partners, practically brothers. How Edgar could have done this, Samuel still didn’t understand. He had no intention of waiting around to find out though. He gathered his strength and pressed on towards his destination. The only salvation he had left to him.
As Edgar ran through the small group of trees and bushes at the edge of the forest, he saw Samuel run across the field toward the temple. He swore under his breath. He had to explain, but Samuel wouldn’t give him the chance. It wasn’t betrayal that he’d committed, but an act of kindness, a necessary evil. Obviously, Samuel didn’t agree. And now he was headed for the one place he should have avoided at all costs.
“You will have to listen eventually. There’s more to the story than what you know,” Edgar sent out telepathically.
Samuel hesitated in his stride at the thought in his head, but only for a brief moment. It didn’t matter what the murderous monster said anymore. He had to get to the Temple of Beor where he would be safe.
Inside the Temple of Beor, High Priest Danul kneeled at the altar and waited for Samuel to either kill him or ask for his help. He hoped it would be the latter, but there was always a chance Samuel would believe what Edgar said. After all, it was the truth.
Danul closed his eyes, cleared his mind of all other thoughts, and concentrated only on Samuel.
“He comes,” he whispered.
Samuel ran through the open doors and was halfway to the altar when Edgar entered at a sprint.
“Damnit, Samuel listen to me!” he yelled.
High Priest Danul stood and turned toward the men. Samuel skidded to a stop and faced Edgar.
“Don’t listen to him Samuel,” Danul said. His voiced carried the length of the temple.
Samuel shook his head as if to clear it. So many conflicting thoughts and images ran through his mind, he didn’t know what to think, or who to listen to. He turned toward Danul.
Danul stretched his hand to Samuel as a bright aura began to surround him. “Come with me, I’ll protect you.”
Samuel looked to Edgar again, “I trusted you,” then turned and took Danul’s hand.
Edgar watched the aura brighten and tighten around Samuel and Danul before they disappeared within.
When Samuel opened his eyes, he couldn’t believe what he saw. In that instant, he understood everything. He should have trusted Edgar after all. Now, it was too late to do anything about it.