Page 36 of The Valiant Knight
Yeah, that was the proof.
As he stared around the courtyard, he heard melodious laughter. It was absolutely alluring and beautiful.
It tickled his flesh, and sent goosebumps across his body.
It compelled him.
So, he did what any smart man would do in this kind of situation.
He followed it.
Of course, he did.
As he exited the courtyard with the tinkling fountain, he heard it again.
In between the laughter and sound of if, he swore he heard his name whispered on the wind over and over again.
‘Finn! Fineas!’
Who was calling him by his real name?
Only his mother, or his sisters when he was busting balls, called him Fineas.
What the hell was going on?
That’s when he heard it again.
That voice…
It was like angels singing.
Who was the woman calling to him in his dreams, and where was she?
That was the next question.
As he walked through the trees, he could hear the laughter, and kept following it. Something about it had him by the balls.
His whole body was awake, alert, and sensing her being near him.
He was chasing someone, but who?
Who was he after?
Honestly, Finn had no clue.
As he cleared the trees, he recalled stepping over a grave to get to the opening where it sounded like the voice was coming from.
And the area was open.
While weird, he couldn’t seem to wake himself up to escape it.
Was this nighttime paralysis?
Was he now being haunted by Ravensmire in his dreams?
And then, it got weirder.
On the edge of the cliff, there was a figure standing, and just as he reached the cliff, he watched her take a tumble backward like she was going to swan dive backward off of the edge.
