Yermah the Dorado: The story of a lost raceWait, Frona Eunice
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Yermah the Dorado: The story of a lost race
Wait, Frona Eunice
Fantasy fiction; Geographical myths -- Fiction
Oghi rolled over and over with a victim, marking and maiming him for
life. The man’s cries brought assistance; but neither arrows nor sword
thrusts dispatched the assailant until several persons had been wounded.
The Dorado found all the wall entrances locked from the outside, which
accounted for the absence of guards at the doors. Escape was only
possible through the north-gate, and there more than a dozen
warrior-priests were waiting for him.
Man and beast knew there was desperate work before them, but they were
nerved for the encounter. As he dashed past Oghi, Yermah saw with a
sinking heart that the poor creature was writhing in its death agony.
Cibolo laid back his ears, and tried to take a piece out of the arm put
forward to seize the bridle. When the animal found that he could not
break the ranks at the open gate, he wheeled and kicked at the
assailants viciously.
Yermah reined him back, and charged again, using his sword arm
constantly. A spear-point pierced the upper part of Cibolo’s neck,
causing him to squeal shrilly, while an arrow went through the flesh of
Yermah’s left arm near the shoulder, breaking the point on his armor. A
well-directed blow felled his antagonist, and horse and rider cleared
the open space at a bound.
The Dorado rode straight to the west into a redwood forest, long since
submerged. Covered with dust and faint from exhaustion and loss of
blood, with broken armor and disordered dress, he struggled on toward
Tlamco’s Tower of Refuge, situated on an artificial hill south of the
present Alms House.
Upon arrival there, he found the citadel filled with women and children,
who had fled from Tlamco during the day, and among them were Ildiko and
Alcyesta.
Yermah only took time to bind up his own and Cibolo’s wound before
making his way through Visitacon Valley to the bay, where Alcyesta told
him Hanabusa and Ben Hu Barabe were expecting him.
“The Turghati have sworn to kill thee,” confided Alcyesta, “and it were
not safe for thee nor for thy followers to remain even here in this
tower.”
“Before daylight, this place will be surrounded,” added the keeper.
“They will suspect thy hiding place. Shouldst thou surrender and stand
trial, thou knowest beforehand what the verdict would be.”
“Be advised by me,” pleaded Alcyesta. “For this purpose am I come.”
“Ample provision has been made,” urged the keeper. “Go thou quickly. I
fear for thy safety.”
Seeing that Ildiko prepared to accompany them, Yermah turned to her,
saying:
“Why art thou here? Thy father is married to Rahula, and will be
proclaimed Grand Servitor in a few hours.”
“I know all that thou sayest. But dost thou think I should be allowed to
live at Iaqua? If so, thou knowest neither Setos nor Rahula.”
“What is thy purpose?”
“To go with thee and thy followers. Do not, I beseech thee, turn me
away, since I should be left to perish miserably.”
“That is thy probable fate with me.”
“So be it.”
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