Crimson

By Evelyn Olorunfemi

An Ancient Adventure…
When Leon begins to have dreams pointing him to the obscure and despondent land of Mordelan, he is reluctant to accept it. But when he discovers the answers to his questions, he does what no man has done in the last forty years. He picks up and journeys to Mordelan to save them from their worst enemy – themselves.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Evelyn Olorunfemi
• Release date: Oct 27, 2012
• ISBN: 9781301019915

Evelyn Olorunfemi

Evelyn Olorunfemi is a writer of stories mainly in the fantasy and adventure genres. Her stories portray the beauty and essence of life's journey.They take readers through the amazing experience that is coming out of darkness and entering into light. She lives in Nigeria.

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CRIMSON

by

Evelyn Olorunfemi

CRIMSON

by

Evelyn Olorunfemi

Published by Evelyn Olorunfemi at Smashwords

Copyright 2012 Evelyn Olorunfemi

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

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ONE

The land of Adelon

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LEON’S EYES OPENED. His heart beat quickly against his chest and he breathed heavier than usual. His eyes darted across the room. One of the windows was still open. They had forgotten to close it. The moon shone mild rays of white light through the free square space onto the wall. No sound could be heard, save the chirping of a lone cricket by the windowsill. Slowly, he sat up in the bed. His wife stirred. He watched her until she stilled again. He ran his fingers through his dark wavy hair and buried his face in his hands. He could feel a little sweat from his forehead on his finger tips.

Another dream he did not understand. He recalled the sullen, sorrowful faces he had seen just moments ago. This is urgent. He always felt this way after having one of those dreams. What did they mean? He gave a little groan. What is the meaning? These dreams had started a few days ago and he was not able to make sense of them.

Another one? His wife’s voice sang softly through the cool air. He turned to find her studying him intently. She rested up on her left elbow. Her curly auburn hair hung loosely down her left shoulder.

Yes, he breathed.

She touched his right arm with her right hand and rubbed it gently. You should speak with Master Solon about this.

I will, He nodded. I will. He laid back down on his right side. I have to talk to Master Solon about this.

His wife lay back down too. She turned on her left side facing her husband. She still rubbed his arm. She spoke words—special words; the words she knew would help him sleep peacefully the rest of the night.

Cealia was very concerned. Her husband’s dreams were becoming an issue they needed to deal with. She hoped he could get some answers from Master Solon. They needed help. It was early morning. The sun’s brightness was increasing very slowly. She pulled the bread out of the oven in the kitchen wall. The fire burned steadily on a low heat. The bread rested on a large bronze tray. The end of the tray’s long handle was overlaid with wood so she could put it in and pull it out of the oven as she pleased. She placed the bread on another bronze plate. Steam danced up lazily from the hot bread. The sweet aroma soon took over the kitchen.

Hmmn… Smells wonderful. Leon caught a whiff as he approached the kitchen door. She turned and smiled warmly at him.

How are you feeling? She placed both hands on either of his cheeks. Her fingers felt part of his neatly trimmed beard. Then she squinted, studying his eyes.

I’m fine, He laughed. Don’t worry.

But that did not lessen her concern. Will you be going to Master Solon immediately? She spoke letting go of him.

He wondered if that was a suggestion or an instruction incognito. He smiled. Yes. In fact, right now.

She deftly cut away part of the bread with a knife. Why don’t you have something before you go?

Leon mounted his dark brown stallion a few minutes later. Everest was his favorite horse—one of his many horses. He bred horses and ran a successful farm. Some of his horses had even made it to the king’s palace. Something he was very proud of. Leon was doing well for himself. But then so was about everyone in the land of Adelon. A land of prosperity and peace.

The morning sun was brighter now but had not stopped the air being a little chilly. Cealia stood at the front door watching him, wrapped in a yellow woolen shawl. He could still read a little unease in her expression. He waved at her, smiling. She smiled back waving and he was off. She watched him leave hoping that he would return with answers.

Leon was led to the parlor. Solon was seated with a silver cup in his hand. His graying hair neatly combed back. He had on a beige robe with gold embroidery on the front—one of the land’s cultural attires. He grinned as Leon walked into the parlor.

What brings you to my humble abode so early my son? he asked. His abode was anything but humble. It flourished with décor and exquisite furnishings from different parts of the world. A land of prosperity indeed. That was Adelon.

I need your help Master Solon, Leon informed as Solon motioned him to sit. He took a seat on an interesting looking chair opposite Solon.

That one is from Asia. The old man explained. Leon had been studying it but now turned his eyes from the chair and faced the old man who was waiting to hear the purpose of his visit.

"Can I get you a cup of this interesting drink made from