Equal Part 18Race found the silence of New City to be unsettling. Nothing moved as if the world sensed the imminent danger. With a deep breath Race stopped on the outskirts of the town and looked out across the land. The small fires of the large army could be seen glowing in the night. Behind him several dozen archers waited for their orders. Race took a deep breath and closed his eyes. The ground rumbled slightly and a pillar of rock burst from the ground bringing gasps of awe from the group of archers.
"I want one archer on every pillar." Race instructed. An over eager archer scrambled up onto the pillar. He moved around before signaling everyone down below. The pillar was stable. "When the enemy gets close enough to shoot I want you to unleash every last arrow you have. Defend the wall until your supply has emptied itself. At that point return to the chapel. Between your arrows and the rock wall we should be able to hold off their army for several hours." Race created two more next to the first
Equal Part 17Clarice knew she could find Race in his usual spot. He hadn't moved from it for several days now. She invited herself into his room and kneeled on the floor next to the window seat.
"Race," she whispered. He didn't move. Had he been kneeling and praying, Clarice would've worried. But that was not the case. He was coherent. She reached up and touched his arm. Only then did he finally look down at her, his sorrowful expression burrowed into her heart. "Race, those people out there," Clarice nodded towards the window, "need you. You can't keep yourself holed up in here."
"I can't help them," Race whispered as he returned to looking out across the treetops of Solice.
"Stop thinking you're the only one hurt!" Clarice yelled as she jumped to her feet. Race jumped and looked at her in surprise. "Other people loved Kale, too!" Tears streamed down Clarice's face. "But he's gone now. So how are you going to deal with it? Are you going to sit in here like a child and let it ruin you or will you m
Equal Part 16"Clarice?" Hannah knocked at her daughter's bedroom door. At first Hannah thought her daughter had left but then the door opened.
"What?" Clarice asked. She had pulled her hair back with a ribbon. Hannah knew that meant Clarice was thinking about something important.
"What are you thinking about?" Hannah asked out of curiosity.
"Nothing," Clarice pulled her hair down. She sighed and narrowed her eyes when her mother gave her the look of a skeptic. "I'm just wondering what goes on in Race's head." Clarice looked out her window towards the chapel.
"Why don't you ask him?" Hannah asked. Clarice gave her mother an "are-you-serious" look.
"He wouldn't tell me," Clarice crossed her arms. "Or he'd come up with something spiritual and expect me to be satisfied." Hannah laughed at her daughter's bitterness.
"Well I know what he's thinking right now." Hannah grinned. Clarice rolled her eyes.
"Really, mom? Please enlighten me." Clarice laughed to herself.
"He'd like to take a walk with you," Hann