Kyliene

Leaning closer, she patted Kyliene’s hand. “Do you wish me to look into your future according to as the gods see it?”

SHORTS are short stories to compliment the Chronicles of a Hero fantasy series. Connected to the story of Wendell P. Dipmier, who I’ve been writing about since 1990. I hope you enjoy this story as much as I enjoy writing it for you. =)

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KYLIENE

Kyliene let out a soft sigh, her warm breath bouncing off the brilliant green leaves of the silveen tree, causing them to tremble. Green eyes, the same shade as the leaves, peered out from the natural cover of the tree.

A young woman, old enough to be Kyliene’s mother, leaned down to kiss the wrinkled hand of an old woman sitting upon a stone bench. Then she adjusted a wide cloth wrapped around her torso. The infant, nestled against her breast, gave a mild stretch and fell back asleep.

You have it all, Arin, Kyliene sighed again. A little louder than she’d intended.

You’re smart, beautiful, gifted in the healing arts,…and you even have a husband who loves and cherishes you. With a mild tug and the flash of a blade, the tender silveen fruit rolled from her palm into the basket attached to her hip. How would that be? You’re a highly respected member of the Iskari community and admired by everyone around you.

Another fruit rolled into the basket.

…and I’m a fruit girl.

She shook her head with the hopes of rattling the silliness from her mind.