The Light

Jaran Reddington Part 2

~Part 1~

Weakly, Rip pushed it towards Jaran. He spoke in a wavering tone, his speech croaking and cracking, “Take this. Take this and keep the sword and bow and arrow with you too.

You must continue on your own, Jaran. And be careful, that was unlike anything I’ve ever seen before.”

“Rip…”

“Be careful, Jaran. Keep yourself safe. Get to the Portals and go through them as soon as they appear. I’m sure you’ll emerge into a favourable place.”

With that, Rip’s body became still as the life drained out of him.

Jaran fell over his body and began to sob amidst hard, laboured breaths. He felt weak. He knew though, what he had to do. He had to get to the Portals and step through them; simple enough. What if I end up going to Hell?

No, I mustn’t think like that. I’ve had just one serious encounter with the law. I’ve done nothing else wrong my entire life.

He pushed himself off the ground and swung the quiver over one shoulder, with the bow over the other. He sheathed the sword, grabbed the shield, and began to walk. With all that weight pulling him down though, it wasn’t easy.

“I could lose some of this, right? I mean, I don’t need a sword and a bow and arrow.” No…