Chapter 29.1
Every now and then I get this wield serpent-like voice inside my head. My remark to Finca was the result of that. I didn't say it, the voice somehow commanded me to.
You did what I asssked? The voice questions.
Yes, I mutter.
Good, the voice hisses as it fades.
Of course it doesn't stay away for long. Within a few minutes it comes back, usually. I press myself against Finca's white shoulders as she climbs into the sky to avoid a town. I sigh and am about to speak with my dragon, but I am stopped by the voice.
Pitiful young human, the voice hisses.
Who are you? I demand.
The voice merely chuckles.
You can call me Nira, the voice suggests.
Alright Nira what do you want with me?
Nira chuckles again.
You don't know? You're more clueless then your dragon wasss, Nira hisses.
What do you mean I'm more clueless then Finca was? Explain yourself! I growl.
Nira chuckles harshly as his raspy voice echoes through my head.
You, for a human, asssk too many quessstionssss, Nira grumbles.
I am about to tell Finca about this when Nira intervenes.
Why do you worry so much about me? I ask.
Sssimple youngssster, I am much older then you or your beloved dragon could ever imagine, Nira explains.
Finca! I call out.
Yes master? Finca responses, worry in her voice.
My connection to Finca is suddenly cut off. Nira chuckles as I curl my hands into fists, wanting to hit that stupid demonic voice.
Now, now, youngling, your time will come, Nira insures.
Are you sure about that? I ask.
Posssitive youngling, Nira hums as I feel that Finca is slowly fading away from me. Trussst me . . . .
The last thing I hear is Finca's roar as she attempts to reach me . . .