The Silver Door

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So the wise ones said—with perfect confidence, too. They would have been astounded to learn that Rye and his companions were in fact moving swiftly towards Dorne’s centre, sped by a charmed ring, their goal an ancient, walled city deep within the forbidden Fell Zone. The people of Oltan had never heard of Weld. They did not dream that any such place existed. As far as they knew, the dark forest at Dorne’s heart sheltered only monstrous beasts and the strange, magic beings called Fellan who were best left well alone.

Only the four who had fled the city at first light could have told them differently, and it was far too late for that. By late morning, Rye, Sonia, Dirk and Faene were already halfway to the Fell Zone, and entering the deserted town of Fleet.

Rye, Dirk and Sonia were anxious to reach the Fell Zone well before nightfall, but they had broken their journey for Faene’s sake. Faene knew that her people had fled Dorne. She knew that her town had been abandoned. Still, she could not pass it without a glance. She wanted to visit her parents’ grave. She wanted to say goodbye.

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