THOUGHTS OF A CERTAIN EMPATH GUILDMASTER
CHAPTER 1
The ship rocked from side to side. I suddenly had a wave of seasickness. I'm not usually affected by the rocking of the ship but the waves are rough and throw the Cutter around, as if it is a child's ball. I have been at sea for the last three days and have been confined to my cabin most of the time, for how could a normal person spend so much time inspecting the floorboards let a blind man like me?
I feel subdued from the world. I miss my friends inaudibly; the only thing keeping me sane is my long conversations with Jakoby. I miss Miky and Angina's music and warm feelings. I miss Rushton's sneer (although I couldn't see it) and sarcasm. I also miss Matthew, stolen away into a mysterious land. I often dream of him and I know that what I dream is true. Most of all though, I miss Elspeth. I love her deeply but I also know that she loves another. Rushton. Being the empath guildmaster, this was easy to find out. But Elspeth doesn't even know of my feelings for her. Matthew always said that she was as blind as I am in these situations, he was right.
Jakoby knocked on the door. "Dameon," she called, "we are nearly to Aborium." I stood up. I'm quite used to travelling, I used to travel a lot with the council before my father died, and I have travelled with Elspeth and also to Sador. Unlike the coercers and farseekers, we empaths aren't affected by journeying across the sea. Never have I heard people talk about someone being as seasick as Miryum, who had to have a sleep seal put on her. Elspeth, her secondary talent being corcing, was quite sick herself. "Dameon," Jakoby called again, slightly louder than before. "We must hurry, otherwise Brydda will leave without us." With these words I snapped out of my own world, gathered my things and walked towards the door. This is going to be a long day, I thought.
CHAPTER 1
The ship rocked from side to side. I suddenly had a wave of seasickness. I'm not usually affected by the rocking of the ship but the waves are rough and throw the Cutter around, as if it is a child's ball. I have been at sea for the last three days and have been confined to my cabin most of the time, for how could a normal person spend so much time inspecting the floorboards let a blind man like me?
I feel subdued from the world. I miss my friends inaudibly; the only thing keeping me sane is my long conversations with Jakoby. I miss Miky and Angina's music and warm feelings. I miss Rushton's sneer (although I couldn't see it) and sarcasm. I also miss Matthew, stolen away into a mysterious land. I often dream of him and I know that what I dream is true. Most of all though, I miss Elspeth. I love her deeply but I also know that she loves another. Rushton. Being the empath guildmaster, this was easy to find out. But Elspeth doesn't even know of my feelings for her. Matthew always said that she was as blind as I am in these situations, he was right.
Jakoby knocked on the door. "Dameon," she called, "we are nearly to Aborium." I stood up. I'm quite used to travelling, I used to travel a lot with the council before my father died, and I have travelled with Elspeth and also to Sador. Unlike the coercers and farseekers, we empaths aren't affected by journeying across the sea. Never have I heard people talk about someone being as seasick as Miryum, who had to have a sleep seal put on her. Elspeth, her secondary talent being corcing, was quite sick herself. "Dameon," Jakoby called again, slightly louder than before. "We must hurry, otherwise Brydda will leave without us." With these words I snapped out of my own world, gathered my things and walked towards the door. This is going to be a long day, I thought.