As she spoke to Enosh, the visitor became completely
captivated, his eyes slowly consuming her body, taking notice of its form and
loveliness as a whole. He lingered until she turned to leave and then followed
her into the courtyard. The woman made her way to a tree, trying to avoid the
crowd as it flowed into the space before emptying onto the street. Leaning her
shoulder against its rough bark with her head cocked upward and to the side and
her lips moving in silent prayer, her hair fell away exposing her neck.
The stranger looked around then slipped over to the shadows
behind her. Mesmerized by the beauty, he reached out as though to stroke the
back of her neck and shoulders, wanting to feel the soft smooth skin.
Instantly, a strong hand seized his forearm, preventing it from reaching the
intended target. The stranger abruptly noticed another dressed in thick, robes,
standing next to him underneath the tree.
“Jeqon, what a surprise to see you here,” the man spoke in
kind voice that was forceful enough to be demanding.
Jeqon looked first at the hand that restrained him and then
surveyed the rest of the body of the one holding him. In this close proximity,
he had to crane his neck slightly backward to look at the other’s face because
looking straight ahead gave him only a view of his chest. The locks of hair
creeping out from his hood resembled gold strands, and his eyes were silver
ice. His hood remained on his head but was not drawn down over his eyes for he
had nothing to hide. His soft voice, elegant and regal, was almost as if a
trumpet were blowing somewhere. Without looking up, Jeqon could have easily
identified who spoke since he had heard the voice so many times before.
The entire first chapter of The Corruption –
Book one in The Age of the Watchers – will be published on this blog throughout
the month of April.
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