Literature
14: Durias and Julie
What have I done? Durias stood frozen in the dimly lit dining hall, the little brunette bundled in his arms.The portal in the stone wall behind him fizzled and popped as it slid closed, the dark alleyway beyond the opening shimmering like the surface of a lake before fading back into the wall.His heart hammered in his chest as the reality of what he had done sank in.He had made a terrible, colossal, god-awful mistake. I should not have taken her. He had acted on impulse, throwing caution to the wind--something he had never done in his thirty-one years. In battle, such brash action would surely have gotten he and his men killed, and he coul...