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الاستماع والقراءة

Mason Wheeler

The windshield wipers worked in overdrive as the rain pounded down. Most people would have pulled over and waited for it to pass, but a month away from home had been long enough. This wasn’t going to stop Dar.

He was about to have two weeks with Lily, and then the wedding after that. It almost felt like he was tempting heaven to screw this one up, like everything else, but this time, things were finally coming together.

Dar took a deep breath, working to convince himself that the fluttering in his stomach was just nerves. He had nothing to worry about.

If you had asked him a few years ago, he would have said that there was no way in hell that he would ever get married. At that point, he had barely stayed in one town for more than half a year.

The nomad life had appealed to him, and he had grown into a jack of all trades thanks to his adventures. It kept life interesting, and really, there was never a compelling reason to stay. Of course, there were more than a few times that he had left in order to avoid something rather than seeking the next great adventure.

But then he had met Lily, and it had been like being struck by lightning.

The way she laughed and made a joke of it when Dar had inevitably put his foot in his mouth, or how she would celebrate the small things with that overly loud laugh of hers… Lily was just easy to be with. Something he hadn’t known he needed until he found it.

Up until that moment, he’d been a wild stallion, enjoying nothing more than picking up and taking off to the next adventure whenever it suited him. But something in him had changed when he had met her.

He was currently coming back from an oil drilling job, and he felt comfortable with the idea of settling down and sticking to a single woman for the rest of his life. And that baffled him.

Tyrod U Sanders

Reborn in Magic

Reborn in Magic - Part 1

The sun beat down over the stone cliffs, highlighting every nook and cranny in the stone with deep shadows. Dar wiped gritty sweat away from his brow with the back of his forearm, squinting in the bright light to take in their latest progress.

Two days had passed since they had broken ground on their fledgling village, which was situated between the granite cliffs and the Bell River. They had worked together to plan out the basics.

Housing had been their most immediate need. Cherry had taken the lead in building the first homes, much like the hut she’d made for Dar and Sasha on their journey to the city of Bellhaven. Cherry had grown small huts for everyone in a wide arch around the largest cave they had found in the cliffs.

Between the huts and the cave was a wide area where people had set up a large hearth for communal meals. All around the central hearth, the village came to life with work. Tables and stumps were scattered between the hearth and the huts for people to congregate, work or eat.

Dar had been surprised when he had watched Cherry wear herself out building so many huts. All along the way, Cherry had been cautious not to show her real strength and to always hold something in reserve. Of his two women, Cherry was the cautious one and avoided drawing attention to herself.

Chuckling to himself, Dar considered just how much had changed since he had died on Earth and entered this new world. The fact that his body now housed a space where he could increase his power and the fact that it felt almost second nature at this point was insane.

Breathing in the crisp air, Dar smiled. He definitely didn’t miss the stale air of his previous life. While there were challenges with being in a less developed world, he loved that it hadn’t been tainted by high yield industries. The wide-open land around them held possibilities.

He could wring a living out of the land in a way that was satisfying.

Reborn in Magic - Part 2

The townspeople burst into full celebration. Their weapons couldn’t hit the dirt fast enough as they hurried to get food cooking on the hearth, and more than a few merry men were taking their women to their homes for another kind of celebration.

One of victory and life.

They had just stared down at their enemies and won a harrowing victory. Dar couldn’t blame them for trying to feel again any way they knew how.

As the village came to life with their return from the southern forest, Dar strode past the townspeople, pulling his ladies along with him. He had a surprise for them. And given that they were all covered in blood and ash from their fight with the ettercaps in the woods, it seemed like the perfect time to surprise them.

The merchant visiting their town walked toward Dar, clearly intending to speak to him. Dar moved away, not interested in dealing with the man at that moment.

Dane Goodhaul wouldn’t be causing trouble with several dozen of the ancient races hanging about. And, if he did cause trouble, he’d regret it.

“Come on, girls. I have a surprise for you.” He pulled Sasha’s arm, who in turn pulled Cherry. He didn’t look down the line to see who all was gathered; he was more interested in getting into the cave and the home he’d built before he got stopped.

Being the leader of the town, Dar often found himself needed for this or that. He had a feeling that many would be interested in congratulating him and hearing all the details of the battle.

After all, they’d just killed one of the Mo, an entity that led the devils in this world and were some of the most powerful of the ancient races. If it hadn’t been chained up in a massive enchantment, Dar wasn’t sure if they would have been able to take it on like they had. He’d need to be stronger for the next one.

Reborn in Magic - Part 3

Winter was in full swing in the village of Hearthway, but villagers walked between buildings without heavy winter coats. And if that wasn’t odd enough, an observer could wait a while and see odd feats of strength, like a young girl picking up a basket of iron ingots like it was a basket of flowers.

Dar was proud of the way his village had grown.

It had been two months since the first snow, and every villager had cultivated their first dao and become an immortal. Where most villages spent the winter trying to stay warm and fed, halting the rest of their activities, Hearthway was able to push forward.

With stronger villagers and the benefits of dao, a little cold and snow wasn’t stopping them from building up their small area of land. And thanks to Neko, they had a small army of goats that were keeping people fed and providing warm clothes when needed.

“Need a hand with that?” Dar reached around Bart and stuck his hand in the forge where Bart’s apprentice had dropped his tongs.

“Thank you, boss.” The kid beamed up at him.

“No problem.” Dar brushed the heat off his arm and the tool with his dao before handing it to him.

“Keep a firm grip on your tongs, boy. There won’t always be someone like him to come and snatch them out of the fire,” Bart scolded the kid.

“Couldn’t I just learn the dao of heat, or get another set of tongs?” The kid had a glib tongue.

Bart shook his head. “Growing up with all of this is a luxury I never had. Maybe one day you’ll be able to, but for now, just keep a good hand on them and we’ll continue your lessons with beating the flat of the shovel blade out.” The old blacksmith gave Dar a dismissing wave as he went back to managing his apprentice.

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