Eerily Quiet

The Never Ending Quest - Episode 4992

The glade was eerily quiet. But the silence was thick with foreboding. It seemed as if the world around them was holding its breath, waiting for something to happen. Fred gripped his sword hilt, his eyes darting everywhere at once. Were the birds going to attack? Was something else even worse going to appear? He could feel the evil in this place, now that he was paying attention. And it was almost overwhelming. Fred could almost taste it, even--

"You boys smell something?" Dokken suddenly asked. His mates looked at him and shrugged. "Damn birds," the dwarf growled and looked up into the trees. "The only thing they're good for is a barbeque." "Yeah," Baren joined in, "twisting over a fire with a stick up their--" "SHHH!" Lem suddenly warned and stared into the trees to their left. "I thought I saw something."

Everyone's attention was now concentrated on the forest. But nothing appeared. Not a thing moved there. "Might have been a bear," Lem offered as they relaxed. "It was low to the ground, but big. Or perhaps...I don't know, maybe I'm just getting old." Baren grinned, "HA! And you being barely 700. My mum's older than that and she can still wipe the ground with me." Lem smiled back. Dokken began to laugh.

Fred stared at the three dwarves and frowned, they didn't seem anxious about the situation at all. "What are you looking at," Dokken said to Fred, pulling out a dagger and using it to clean his dirty fingernails. "You're not afraid of a few shadows, are you? Or is it the birds? Well if you think this is bad, you should see the eyries of the aegleroks. Now those birds can kill you. If you aren't careful anyway. Now don't you fret none, human. You're with dwarves now, and we don't let nothing get in our way." The two others nodded and chuckled under their breath. "Now if these damn deadrels want to give us the silent treatment, I say let them. Their sick croaking was getting on my nerves anyway and I welcome a little quiet."

Dokken then eyed the woods surrounding them. Gripping the heft of his axe a little tighter he pointed beyond the rock cairn and into the forest ahead. "It's time to move on."

  1. 'Maybe,' Fred thought, 'the dwarves aren't as relaxed about all this as they'd like me to believe.'

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