Chapter 4
In pursuit of the ghost...
By: Ben
(Going back to corniness. Ho hum. Cavoh was supposed to be a wussy...ho hum again. Suya's pretty cool in this one. What a romantic psycho.)

The earth was beaten like a drum in a rhythm that seemed so regular but could not be, broken by the occasional snort of a horse or snap of a twig as the dark stallion shot through forest, then field, then forest again in a seemingly neverending circle. It's rider held tight to the studden leather reigns, which were strapped about the horse's dark nose, with padding between skin and harsh leather to ease the horse's strain. Cavoh rode onward. His scouts had been send directions to the areas they were to search, sending them each out in a different direction from the town, himself travelling towards the next town. It was easy to track an animal, exceedingly difficult to track even the most foolish of men, and near impossible to track the Ancross, the phantom known as Suya Gi. Cavoh had managed to escape his brother's coaxing for him to put aside his quest for vengeance against the woman, pleading with him to put up his sword, as it was pointless to seek such a target. His brother, in a rage at the constant protests, had even threatened to have Cavoh stopped and imprisoned until he came to his senses. Cavoh had scowled at him and said "You may imprison me for a day, but you will surely wake the next to find me dead in my cell, either by natural or unnatural causes. Suya is my only desire from this world." Cavoh's featured hardened at the memory of his leaving Ericko bewildered and amazed at how utterly Cavoh was consumed. She wouldn't get away. Not after what she did to him. Never. So the horse flew onward through an indifferent wood.

The Ancross' shadow-wreathed eyes roamed about the vast expance of beauty and sunset, emotions concealed by her fluttering hood, dark green leaves proforming daredevil stunts over a vast drop downward before suddenly pulling in and swarming about her once more. She stood without sound or motion, save for her wind-tusseled cloak, at the edge of a rocky cliff, the green bonds of trees broken not too long ago, with thin scraggly yellowed grass sticking up from cracks in the remorseless rock. The fading sun splashed gold upon the land and a rainbow upon its ethereal home as it faded behind the distant moutains and left the world to sleep in shadow. Suya let out a long sigh, mimicking the wind as it was carried away and extended her arms out to either side of her.

Suya: What say I die in such splendor and think nothing more than what may fill my mind with rainbows now. Time may not let such beauty endure, but does time tread in my mind now? One fall, for a romantic's sake. One death for beauty's sake.

With that, the dark-robed form seemed carried with the wind, following the leaves in their motion to the edge, but instead of pulling back, falling, and tracing a light path of dancing green leaves in the path of a dark, fluttering form that turned silently in the wind, disappearing suddenly amongst gold-tinted treetops, which quivered for just a moment before all was still.

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