Devlin's Luck
“THE STEEL AXE SLICED THROUGH THE WOOD, cleaving it neatly into two pieces that fell away onto the ground. Devlin picked up the next piece from the stack beside him and set it on the frame. He swung the axe, and another piece was neatly divided.The autumn morning was chilly, and frost covered the stone courtyard. The youth whose task this was sat perched on the lumber cart, huddled in his coat, his hands tucked under his arms. At first Devlin, too, felt cold, but as he settled into his labor his... muscles warmed up, and he paused to strip off his coat.He settled into the rhythm of the task, letting his mind drift. A tradesman’s receipt. Murchadh had sent him a tradesman’s receipt. He felt a flash of anger, and the axe cleaved through the wood and more, embedding itself in the wooden base below.A tug was enough to remove the axe, and he resumed splitting the wood, careful not to let his emotions overwhelm him.He had never expected to hear from Murchadh, for his friend had joined with the others in declaring Devlin forsaken.MoreLess
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