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LEGEND OF NEVETSECNUAC – THE RESCUE- SECTION 4 Right from the start and all through her cautious trek amidst the thick foliage, Stark and Svein had both simultaneously detected then intuitively tracked Jiense’s progression (advance) through the woods till her happenstance on the combat scene. On Stark’s signal however, they had fought on without cessation – mindful of her presence at the…

A small game was roasting over the fire when she suddenly came to. Having regained consciousness and suddenly recollecting the panther, she bolted to a seating position with a start. Her terrified, baffled gaze however, was met with a mitigating, polite smile from a decisively handsome young man who proceeded to speak to her in a soothing, foreign tongue that she did not, could not truly…

LEGEND OF NEVETSECNUAC- THE FISHERMAN’S PRIZE (SECTION 13) Kaimu spent the rest of that night at the shed. The following morning, rising from his makeshift straw bedding before the crack of dawn, with disgruntled air he washed up, re-entered the cabin and without uttering so much as a word to anyone, plump sat himself at the table. After downing a sizable breakfast ‘as if nothing had…

LEGEND OF NEVETSECNUAC THE FISHERMAN’S PRIZE (SECTION 12)    It was now nearing the end of the monotonously laborious third week, dreary without the companionship of Zianko, when Kaimu was suddenly awakened in dead of night with an urgent need to relieve himself. His eyelids leaden with sleep, he’d gone about doing his business as usual at the outdoor latrine, when suddenly his keen hearing…

THE FISHERMAN’S PRIZE (SECTION 10) Yoansu seeing that it would be useless to protest, consented to reveal to his father Kaimu, at least the partial truth. “You are quite right father. Tufan is not as I’d previously claimed. She is the niece of a powerful gang boss. I’m ashamed to admit it, but I’d often gambled; and this part of my story was true, on one such occasion, I’d won big! This…

THE FISHERMAN’S PRIZE (SECTION 9) After several gulps, Kaimu then expressed his approval of the choice wine.  “This brew you’ve brought is the best I’ve tasted.  It’s very good.  It’s so, so smooth and so, so tasty.”  Again, he downed some more and licked his lips afterwards, showing his pleasure. His drinking sessions with Zianko had strengthened his resilience and immured him to last out…