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Monday, July 23, 2007

   chapter three
Chapter 3
At this moment there was a loud crash. Sorin whipped around to see what happened; Abidan had collapsed on the floor. When he turned back the two men were gone. He ran over to see to his cousin “What happened!?” he cried to the bar tender. “’Fraid he had too much to drink I’d recon” the bar tender replied.
“Good job” he whispered to Abidan “now dads gonna kill both of us”.
“Better take ‘im home son” said the bar tender
“Yeah” Sorin said gritting his teeth while picking up Abidan. He slowly dragged him out the door. When he got outside and checked the suns position, only one problem. There was no sun to check. The sun had sunken out of the sky. “No” Sorin said realizing how late it was. He and Abidan were so dead when they got home.
Dragging Abidan home was one of the hardest things he’d ever done considering his weight verses Abidan’s. Though his mind was not on what he would receive when he got home or the weight on his back, it was on the memory of the hooded mans face. The image of his amber eyes with the silver hair that blended in with his white skin had so surprised Sorin that he knew he would never forget it.
When he had managed to drag Abidan all the way up the winding path to his house he was very tired and was ready to collapse in his straw bed. Though he did get the very welcome he expected from his father.
“Where were you two” He said through gritted teeth.
“The tavern” replied Sorin. He thought it best not to lie because his father would find out anyway.
“Why” Sorin’s father said his face almost red.
“Because Abidan suggested it and it sounded fun” he said not looking up.
“No supper and in the barn now”
“Yes sir”
“Wait” He stopped Sorin “What happened to him?”
“He passed out from the drink” Sorin said coolly.
“Take him to the barn and toss some cold water on him.”
“He’ll catch cold sleeping in the barn wet!”
“It’s what he gets for drinking without permission.” At this Sorin’s father went to the house locked the door behind him so Sorin could not appose him further. Sorin drug Abidan to the barn and lay him in the hay. He would not dunk water on the man who had treated him like a son his whole life. The fall air was so chilly that Sorin knew that Abidan would freeze if he was so cruel to wake him up in such a sudden way. He fell asleep soon after he had set Abidan in a somewhat comfortable position. He slept and had dreams of the east and fighting on the side of the Cairanians.

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