No Time for Lies and Empty Fights
As the next clue was revealed by the painted Queen, fond memories served to stir a subtle smile through his otherwise unyielding expression. She was coloured like a brother of old; perhaps a clue herself, but Hector imagined that was not her intention. Bright, flame-orange gaze turned curiously to scan the meeting area, the bodies scattering throughout; mind searching also, for an idea that might pave the way to victory. A rainbow and it’s gold, he told the Boggart by his side, a tone that insisted he not stray this time from the task.
Out of the corner of his eye, the copper giant noticed the patterned blue tail-feathers of the Mother of Companions flashing into the forest, and curiously – without any stunning idea of his own yet evolving – he turned to track her path.
Large hooves sliced callously into the gentle cushion of forest soil and he noted the evidence of his passing with a heedful glance back; making certain to travel instead across bulging tussocks of grass or fallen wood. Hector’s intention was hardly to copy the puny Gladiator – she yet to earn his respect in battle, let alone the model of her thought. In turn, as she vanished into the bush ahead, he began to hunt through the scrub, the litter on the floor for anything that might resemble either of the clues given.
Veci too helped, and as he came across something apparently rainbow, he summoned nearer his partner.
Hector peered with narrow eyes at the Boggart’s discovery, and he scoffed approvingly. See, there are better uses for you than terrorizing all the time. Fierce orange eyes turned promptly towards the Official trailing them. He gestured towards the plant, and the rainbow was swiftly captured.
And our gold? the stallion probed afterward, turning towards the haze of darker air that seemed only ever visible to him.
The ghost twirled in place – increasingly distracted; bored and reluctant.
Brawny legs continued along, following the lead of nostrils as they danced hither and thither through the air. Still the thought which had originally been spurred would not dull from his mind. Perhaps, though lazy, it would not hurt to call on bonds of the past in this instant and Hector turned with a half-smile to reveal his golden answer to the waiting Official.
With the final clue sorted, Hector and Veci followed the Edge horse along a winding path back through the forest towards the Sunshower.
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[O] LET THE GAMES BEGIN (edge games #1)
