Jonathan’s Return (An Adventure Novel)
(Copyright 1984, Mark D. Jones, All Rights Reserved)
Book Two, Chapter Six, Part Ten
Jonathan took an inventory of their provision bag, grateful that both he and Sammy had survived the encounter with the dragon. He was emotionally and physically spent at this point, having had little sleep or sustenance since leaving Myullar Wood to pursue the quest against the beast. The question of what to do next loomed large in his mind, but before he could address that issue, they needed to sit, eat and drink for a while. It was only at that point, while watching the sunrise over the Sea of Tollvar, that Jonathan realized they had spent all night evading the creature in the underground labyrinth of Skulvarr Fell – no wonder they were exhausted!
Sammy was no worse for wear as he drank from the water bag and devoured one of the granola-like cakes from Myllanthar. After enjoying a break while eating his granola cake and drinking from the water bag, Jonathan wanted to rest, but feared sleeping in the open as there was no way of knowing if it was safe to do so. Sammy had already drifted off to sleep after the meal, so Jonathan felt it best to take the first watch while his adventure companion got in some well needed shuteye. Sammy could do the same for him on the second watch, otherwise he wouldn’t have the energy to keep going.
It was an unbelievable sight to see the Sea of Tollvar flooding into Skulvarr Fell and draining into the giant opening of the underground passageway like the drain of a bathtub. Jonathan surmised that the fortress’ interior had eroded into the cave over the ages to the point where the land itself was below sea level, which allowed the sea to continue pouring into the underground passageways. The air was filled with the sound of rushing water, like that of a cascading waterfall, and a mist had formed over the cavern like a dense fog from the turbulent waters.
It was at this point, that Jonathan realized the danger of being so close to the surging seawater, and understood the northern seawall fortification could rip apart at any moment, sending them into the torrent underground with it! He woke Sammy with a start, feeling bad to interrupt the pup’s sound sleep, but knowing time was again of the essence. They quickly made their way along the ramparts of the seawall towards the north and west, putting as much distance between them and the flooding seas as they could, while looking for a way to exit and climb down from the seawall onto firm land to the north.
His decision came none too soon, as in the distance behind them, the angry waters of the Sea of Tollvar claimed more and more of the seawall as it crumbled into the surging waters. They were now well clear of the edge of the surging water, but kept going while looking for a way to exit the fortress. Once they reached the point where the ramparts transitioned from seawall to fortress over the coastline, they felt more secure from the raging waters behind them, while following the battlements to the northwest. They finally reached a section of the ramparts that had once suffered a shattering attack ages ago, and managed to pick a way down through the rubble onto terra firma on the northern side of Skulvarr Fell. As quickly as they could, Jonathan and Sammy followed a deer path into the dense woodlands to the north.
They paralleled the coastline of the Sea of Tollvar within the wood, until Jonathan couldn’t take another step, collapsing into a depression of land at the base of an ancient oak tree. He slept through the entire day and next night, waking up only as dawn broke the following day. Sammy kept watch on and off while Jonathan slept, finding that he was able to take short naps himself when feeling there was no danger about. Jonathan wasn’t aware of much of anything at all, as he woke from deep and unsettling dreams – least of all, the fact they they were now in the ancient, northern Kingdom of Talgar…
(End of Chapter Six)