Netcom3

Posted November 30th, 2008.

Make them chase us and Netcom3—” She never finished her sentence.  Taranis yanked her to the ground, taking the breath from her.  He turned back to the garrison, looking for signs of alarm.   But all eyes were on the rebel leader.Across the ravine, her father’s expression had changed.  The studied calm was gone.  He leaned forward, and squinted his eyes. “I think he sees us,” Eston said.  “He is looking straight at us.” The two executioners were now on either side of him, their hands wrapped around the leather strap.  They checked their footing, bent their knees, and drew the straps taut.