{"id":961,"date":"2009-02-25T01:00:00","date_gmt":"2009-02-25T01:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bestfantasynovel.com\/2009\/02\/25\/the-corn-maiden-chapter-1-part-2\/"},"modified":"2009-02-25T01:00:00","modified_gmt":"2009-02-25T01:00:00","slug":"the-corn-maiden-chapter-1-part-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/taramayastales.com\/bestfantasynovel\/2009\/02\/25\/the-corn-maiden-chapter-1-part-2\/","title":{"rendered":"The Corn Maiden, Chapter 1, part 2"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Distance muffled the sound, so Dindi tilted her head to listen. Definitely a woman\u2019s scream, coming from far away and further up, in the wild hills above Lost Swan Clan\u2019s territory. A faery clan, extinct now, had once lived near Swan Rock. Their vengeful hexes haunted many caves and cliffs. More recently, Dindi\u2019s grandmother, Mad Maba, had danced herself to death in those same hills.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span>A cursed region indeed \u2013 which made it the perfect place for Dindi to dance with the fae in secret. She was the only one imprudent enough to go there.<\/p>\n

At least, she had been up until now.<\/p>\n

The woman screamed again, in pain now. Dindi ran uphill toward the sound.\u00a0I hope I can reach her in time to help, whoever she is.<\/p>\n

<\/i><\/p>\n

Cultivated fields gave way to wild slopes of aspen and pine. Here one found no footpaths, only deer trails. In places, she had to avoid tangles of thorny brush, precipitous ditches, or bald patches of scree.<\/p>\n

She reached Swan Rock, an odd boulder as big as a house. The rock seemed to stretch out a long neck and to overlook a cliff, like a swan. A white fir grew out of a crevice between two wing-like extensions on the broad rear of the boulder.<\/p>\n

For a moment she hesitated. A windwheel blocked the path. It looked like a giant daisy, with six different colored petals spinning in the breeze. The windwheel marked the spot as taboo. Even Dindi avoided any place marked by a windwheel \u2013 she wasn\u2019t obedient, but she wasn\u2019t suicidal either.<\/p>\n

Then the woman screamed again, and Dindi ran past the windwheel.<\/p>\n

Closer now, Dindi could hear growls and sounds of struggle. She passed a shallow stream, another copse of trees and then \u2013there!<\/i>\u00a0\u2013on a barren, windswept hill, a bear mauled a young woman.<\/p>\n

<\/span><\/p>\n

Dindi could recognize every member of the three clans in the area on sight; this woman was a stranger. She wore black leather legwals and black breastbands, but both were hemmed in brightly colored beads, and her elaborate necklace of animal canines had also been painted many colors. An odd sort of black feather cape swept behind her. Her skin was paler than bone, her hair darker than obsidian. A quiver of arrows hung from her hips, but though she clutched a bow already notched with a stone-tipped arrow, her weapon was useless to her at such close quarters.<\/p>\n

The bear was huge, as tall as one man standing on another man\u2019s shoulders. Instead of brown or black fur, as most of the local bears sported, this bear had shaggy golden blond fur. With a mitt as big as a man\u2019s head, the bear swiped at the woman. The bear\u2019s claw grazed the side of her face. Four parallel gashes sprayed blood as she fell. The loose pebble scree on the hillside did not offer a soft landing, but may have saved her life, for she skidded on the gravel and next swipe of claws missed her. However, she would not be so lucky twice. The bear prepared the throw its full weight on her.<\/p>\n

Dindi had no weapon. She threw her clay pot at the bear.<\/p>\n

\u201cFa! Over here, fur face!\u201d Dindi shouted.<\/p>\n

The distraction worked. First the bear reared up on its hind legs. Then it lunged at Dindi.<\/p>\n

The woman in black scrambled to her feet and loosed a black-fletched arrow. The bear turned on her, but too late. The arrow thwacked the beast\u2019s flank. The bear screamed in agony, sounding human not animal, and Dindi recognized the scream she had heard.<\/p>\n

It was the bear I heard screaming \u2013 not the woman in black? But<\/i>\u2026<\/p>\n

<\/span><\/p>\n

The woman in black, deadly and graceful, unleashed a second arrow into the bear. Another strangely human scream ripped from the muzzle of the bear. The bear rushed her again, but the woman in black spread her cape \u2013 no cape at all, but black swan wings \u2013 and lifted into the air.<\/p>\n

\u201cNot even your sisters can cure my poison,\u201d the Black Lady said with a mocking smile to her victim. \u201cEven if they\u00a0would<\/i>help you, which I doubt. Even now, your seaborn sister prepares to war against you.\u201d<\/p>\n

<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cCurse-bringer!\u201d the bear shouted, sounding exactly like a woman. Black poison dripped from arrow wound. Staggering, full of anguish, the bear begged of Dindi, \u201cWhy have you helped Lady Death? Don\u2019t you know who you are? She is your enemy as much as ours!\u201d<\/p>\n

The bear transformed into a golden, glowing lady, with butterfly wings \u2013 a faery. Even in her true form, however, her wings were torn, and her leg bled black ooze from the wound of the poisoned arrow. She flew away, crookedly, and Lady Death did not stop her. Instead, Lady Death turned on Dindi.<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span>\u201cAnd now for you,\u201d Lady Death said.<\/p>\n

What have I done?<\/i>\u00a0Dindi had already thrown her clay pot. She had nothing left to defend herself, if one even\u00a0<\/span>could<\/i>\u00a0defend oneself against Death incarnate.\u00a0<\/span>What have I done?<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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