Ruhanna's Flight

By Jeanette O'Hagan

Who or what should she believe?

Ruhanna prepares for her father's arrival on a rare visit from the capital. When everything goes terribly wrong, she discovers a mysterious gift that could save her - if it doesn't kill her first.

This short story is part of the world of Nardva, occurring many years before the events of Heart of the Mountain and Akrad's Children.

• Language: English
• Publisher: By the Light Books
• Release date: Jun 18, 2018
• ISBN: 9780648164081

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Ruhanna’s Flight

a short story

by

Jeanette O’Hagan

By the Light Books

Copyright

Ruhanna’s Flight: a short story

By Jeanette O’Hagan © 2015, 2018

(Originally published in Glimpses of Light 2015)

Cover design: Jeanette O’Hagan

(partially inspired by lighthouse photo Emile Pakarklis cc 2.0 share/remix)

Typesetting and Layout: Jeanette O’Hagan

Copyright Jeanette O’Hagan © 2014, 2018

http://jeanetteohagan.com

All rights reserved. No part of this book and cover image may be reproduced in any form by any electronic or mechanical means including photocopying, recording, or information storage and retrieval, without permission in writing from the author and publisher.

All events, characters and entities portrayed in the stories are fictional and any likeness to any persons living or dead, events and entities are entirely coincidental.

Cataloguing-in-Publication entry (CIP) available National Library of Australia

ISBN-978-0-6481640-8-1

Published through By the Light Books

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Table of Contents

Copyright

Table of Contents

Dedication Ruhanna’s Flight

Ruhanna’s Flight

Author Note

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Acknowledgements

About the Author

Other Publications

Dedication Ruhanna’s Flight

To my dad and hero, Tom Curtis (1928-2018)– much loved and sorely missed

Ruhanna’s Flight

Ruhanna’s fingers scrabbled for the tiny crevices in rocks slick with sea spray. Though the afternoon sun glittered on the choppy waves beyond the shadow of the island, the cliff face was in deep shade. All around her, nesting seagulls squabbled and cawed over the whine of the wind. The tang of salt, seaweed and guano stung her nostrils, and far below, the waves boomed against the jumble of rocks at the base of the cliff. Perhaps this hadn’t been such a good idea. One slip would end in disaster. She swallowed. Don’t look down. Don’t look down.

She fixed her eyes on the cowering cat to her right. Mistwalker’s usually immaculate coat stood out in spikes, his grey-green eyes almost swallowed up by the dark of his pupils. Shifting her weight to her left, she lowered her other leg to the thin ledge that would take her to him, hoping her sandals would grip the friable surface. First one foot, then the next.

Almost there. Just a few