Flight from the Dark

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Author: Joe Dever
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy, lone wolf, Magnamund
they have given up the chase, you stop for a few minutes to catch your breath and check your equipment. With the memory of your ruined monastery still blazing in your mind, you gather up your meagre belongings and push on.
    Turn to 19 .

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    You come to a small footbridge across a fast-flowing stream. On the other side of the bridge the path turns south. You cross the bridge and follow the path.
    Turn to 204 .

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    You stumble backwards through the front door, clutching your burnt chest with both hands. Smoke is billowing from the shop and you must run — before the Sage or his robber son catch you.
    You make it back to the main street and lose yourself in the rush of the crowds.
    Turn to 7 .

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    The giant Gourgaz lies dead at your feet. His evil followers hiss at you and then fall back from the bridge. The Prince's soldiers form a protective wall around you and their dying leader with their shields. Black arrows whistle past your head.
    The dying Prince looks up into your eyes and says, ‘Kai Lord, you must take a message to my father. The enemy is too strong, we cannot hold him. The King must seek that which is in Durenor or all is lost. Take my horse and ride for the capital. May the luck of the gods ride with you.’
    You bid a sad farewell to the Prince, mount his white steed, and head south along the forest path. The battle still rages behind you as the Prince's men fight off another assault on the bridge.
    Turn to 235 .

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    Just as you feel the air beating on your back, you slip free of your horse and roll over — landing with a splash in a muddy ditch by the side of the highway.
    You are uninjured, and you quickly scramble to your feet and make a dash for the cover of the trees — but with thirty yards left to run, you see the Kraan circling above for another dive.
    Turn to 188 .

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    Focusing your powers on the lock, you try to visualize the inner mechanism. Gradually its image appears in your mind's eye. It is old and corroded but it still functions. You are in danger of losing your concentration when a subtle click confirms that your effort has not been in vain.
    The pin is an easier task. Slowly it rises out of the lock and falls to the floor. The granite door swings towards you on hidden hinges and the grey half-light of the Graveyard floods into the tomb. The exit is overgrown with graveweed and you suffer many small cuts to your face and hands as you fight your way through to the surface. You are startled by a sudden noise. You turn to see the disembodied head of a corpse laughing at you.
    In blind panic, you race through the eerie necropolis towards the southern gate.
    Turn to 61 .

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    Night falls and you are soon engulfed in total darkness. To press on would be useless, for you would be sure to lose your way. Tethering your horse to a tree, you pull your green Kai cloak about you and fall into a restless sleep.
    Turn to 18 .

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    You dive for cover not a moment too soon, for a hail of black arrows scream out of the woods and bombard the area where you were standing seconds before. Pulling your cloak around you to blend into the dense bracken, you dash through the forest and away from the hidden ambushers as fast as possible. This entire area is infested by Giaks and you must escape as quickly as you can. You run without rest for over an hour until you happen to fall upon a straight forest path heading towards the east. You follow the path, taking care to keep watch for signs of the enemy.
    Turn to 13 .

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    You turn and run for the stairs just as a large block falls with a crash behind you. The room you were in has been completely sealed off. As you escape into the daylight, you glimpse behind you the crooked figure of an old druid as he raises his staff. A second later, a bolt of lightning explodes at your feet. You do not stop but run headlong down the hill, cursing the delay but thankful for your Sixth Sense.
    Turn to 106 .

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    The Sage, seeing that you have killed his son, turns and runs from
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