Precursors....

Rebecca

Soon we are cantering across the grassland that lies between the city and the forest.

Later....

Now, I might have an over active imagination, but I keep on glancing back every once in a while and spot a pair of....foxes glancing my party's way. Now, that might not be odd enough to warrant my concern, but I swear it's the same pair over and over!

I try to put it out of my mind and listen in on the others of this hunting party about anything more about these New Amazons, but have no luck.

That pretty much sums up the entire evening.

Blast it, I feel that I might have enjoyed this stag hunt if I could just have a better position afforded to me on my horse by my sidesaddle!

But things seem to have hit rock bottom when my D*MN horse (a nervous breed of horse indeed) has been spooked by something (what I cannot tell) and bolts straight into the woods, through the brush and away from my husband and guards!

The beast acts as if it's either possessed or bewitched!

Though, just a second before I could have sworn I heard some kind of gibberish chanted by....childish voices?

So swiftly does it happen that I am well away from them all before they can call out....and my loving husband demands that I halt!

Idiot!

Then it happens as I burst through the foliage and into a clearing in the woods. Some guards that have managed to ride their horses hard enough had caught up with me and were about to do something to halt the runaway horse (even if it meant killing it).

Their horses stumble to a halt suddenly, as if they themselves have become bewitched. I suddenly find that my side saddle and dress shimmers and shifts...into a western style (?) saddle as I pass one familiar looking foreigner. I also note that I find myself riding my horse in a more effective (if not publicly acceptable) manner....

...and I swear that my horse now seems to be following those same foxes I saw earlier!

But meanwhile, on a field of battle, something odd is happening. A side effect from the proximity of this world next to the anomaly in space/time that will, if much goes wrong, will plunge through from this universe and into something known in some corners as "Game 3" has reached out and touched down. Indeed, some elements of Game 3 might right now have been drawn out, temporarily into this realm as a precursor of things to come.

Last she remembered was it was night and she was making arrangements for a new shipment of weapons.....

1. Princess Illura is looking about, wide eyed at the scene around her. Besides a few others of the New Amazons, it would appear that they are the only ones alive here!!

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