Novel & Cerita Fey River

We can evade him. The river sings to me as we approach it, so near it almost changes the rhythm of my heart. More howls pierce the night. Two left, one right. I loop one arm around Finn’s neck and throw the other out toward the river. Water splashes like sprinting footsteps between the two groups. The howls coagulate there. I wish I had the strength to reorient the current; though the Tansy River is only a tributary of the thundering Grayhead River Mother declared the border between the kingdoms, we have lost more than a few lives to its power. It’s all I can do to quiet Finn’s first plunge into the rapids.

The mountains themselves rise high around us, and far up I can see interesting fuchsia-leaved trees hanging low over both sides, the branches draping like curtains, merging together like an arch in some areas. Turning I see that right behind where we landed is the river stream. The water is a brilliant cerulean blue, so deep yet so clean… I have not seen anything like it. “It’s beautiful…” I say, “And looks almost… unreal… the energy itself is so alive.” “Of course it is. It runs with fae magic rooted into its very core.” My smile fades as I stare at him. “Are we on fae lands?” I ask, a sliver of worry flitting through me.

Bright green, yellow, faded brown and all bunch of colours made up the vegetation. "Woah" she gazed at everything in awe. Beautiful! Absolutely beautiful. The scenery was picture worthy. Vast untamed nature, all around her. She looked back to Carl "This forest... It leads to Lake Creek? I'm surprised there is a cleared path to drive-" she was thrown back into her seat as the car came to an abrupt stop. "Oof! A warning would have been nice" she mumbled under her breath as her hands went to grab her hair out of her eyes. She heard a door slam and her eyes shot open. Carl got out, pulled her bag out of the trunk and yanked her door open

Amethyst thought in silence while gazing at the horses that galloped and chased each other. She stood next to the chair, listening to the river streaming next to where the horses were running. Her mind could barely grasp what had happened to her in the past five days. "I'm a Dark Fey, with blood easy to distract the eye of evil. The one who's baneblood can kill man in just a spit."

It was so overwhelming for Amber with her inner witch filling her mind with the thoughts of violence, her inner Fey planting doubt about her mate while her inner lycan was filling her heart with love and affection for Darach. Feys were lethal. They were the descendants of Elves. Fey has a unique ability to read other's minds. They can know your darkest secrets just by looking into your soul. If you ever let your walls down around them, they will just need a few seconds to read your insecurities, fears, hatred, your darkest secrets and everything that you have hidden deep into your soul. Amber's eyes fell on the king of lycan's retracting back with a thousand questions on her mind.