The Second Prophecy (Part 1 of the Dragdani Prophecies) by R. Alan Ferguson Read Free Book Online Page A

them
landed on other tables and even other plates.
    Delsani,
John, and Helen left early. They were not really that hungry after
the big lunch they eaten only hours before. Besides, Delsani wanted
to start John’s training as soon as possible.
    There were
only mats on the floor of the training room; there were no special
devices or anything else that one might expect to find in such a
room.
    “ How are you
going to train me?” John asked. “You said I’m the first Wizard- Elf
you’ve ever seen.”
    “ I will use
this to train you,” said Delsani as he held up a folder. It was
brown with a clip in the shape of Dragdani’s Dragon locking it down
tight.
    “ What is it?”
asked Helen.
    “ In this
folder are the instructions that Thoiucil gave to Dragdani when she
was training him. Dragdani’s father wrote it all down.”
    John nodded,
clapped loudly, rubbed his hands together and said. “Fine, let’s
get started.”
    Helen sat down at the end of one of the mats
while Delsani and John got ready to start.
    By the end of the day, John had done very
well and learned how to use a few of his abilities, even if it did
mean redecorating most of the room and replacing some of the
weapons that lined the walls, not to mention one of the four wooden
chandlers that formerly hung from the ceiling.
    John and
Helen said goodnight to the old Wizard before heading back to their
room. John felt confident that he could remember the way. It was
quite late; there was not a soul to be seen in any of the
corridors. They could hear a rough wind bellowing outside as they
walked, but nothing else was to be heard except their own footsteps
on the stone floor. When they got to their room, they went straight
to bed, as they had an early start the next morning.

Chapter Three
The Light of Yeluilat
    Two years and
went flying by, and John being a very fast
learner , had finished his training, or at
least finished what was in the folder. Whatever else he would learn
must come from experience, which he knew well enough.
    During his
free time, the Wizard-Elf had talked to most of his old friends,
but only most, because not all of the old gang survived the
fourteen years of waiting. Two had lived their dreams of being
Ves-guards and had great adventures, which they loved to tell all
who would be willing to hear. Unfortunately, in the end they paid a
heavy price for those dreams and adventures, as they died within
just two days of each other.
    The first was
Veris, the very talented Wicca. She was killed while trying to hold
the bridge of the fifth waters, which is on the very boarders of
their own country Opredanas. The second, Jebut, died only a day
before John and Helen arrived in Dorminya. He was killed from
behind while trying to defend one of the many colonies close to the
boarders.
    John was
devastated to hear the terrible news, and although he hadn’t seen
them in seven years, he mourned for them greatly, his old dear
friends.
    When he
wasn’t reminiscing with old friends, he was showing Helen the
Wizard and Witch World. He had taken her to Cayer-Huld, their
largest City where most of the Wizards, Wiccas, and Warlocks live
and work. He also took her to Rengeral Training College for
Apprentice Wizards, and even to Hadfold’s School of Witchcraft,
where the young Wiccas and Warlocks go to hone their powers. Helen
was not surprised to see that there wasn’t much of a difference
between the two.
    She loved
living there and had no problem expressing it. She told everyone,
and she certainly had no intentions in ever leaving again. Though
she liked being Queen, she knew that one-day the true reason why
they left their Normal lives behind would catch them up. It worried
her beyond all reason day and night, even after all of the
reassurances from their friends old and new. She still couldn’t
forget all she had been told. She remembered John’s words to her
after she saw there were only four representatives of the six main
races of Dorminya at the