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Suddenly, all of Gaaf’s senses exploded in a way he had not felt since Gilliean’s Pass. He instantly began to study the land, examining
every tree against the forest line, every rock in the field which could hide an intruder, the houses, the barns, he looked for and found his children
playing and Prham smiling as she spoke with the other wives. He found nothing out of the ordinary. His muscles tensed to the point of tearing,
his heart raced, perspiration began to form on his skin. Every natural instinct he had was commanding him to find and destroy the threat before
it attacked, but there was nothing for him to fight. Was something there he could not see due to the injury of his scarred eye or had his
imagination gotten the best of him? As he swirled around in circles holding the only weapon within reach, a stone he did not realize he had
picked from the ground, looking for what had caused him to spring up as if he has been bitten, his childhood friend Hurmek, who had also been
leaning against the fence smoking his pipe, spoke asking, “Gaaf, my boy, what is wrong?” Getting no response, Hurmek touched his friend on
the shoulder resulting in Gaaf seizing Hurmek by his shirt collar, choking him, and staring into his eyes with a cold, deep seeded disgust.
Hurmek pleaded, “Gaaf! Please, tell me what is wrong?” Gaaf slowly regained his senses and released Hurmek saying, “I am sorry my friend, I
do not know what is wrong. As I was watching the children, an uncomfortable sensation consumed me. It was a feeling I have not had in many
years, a feeling of imminent danger and despair. I see nothing, I smell nothing, I hear nothing but that which I should. My soul cries aloud, but
I find nothing here which is a danger to any of us.” Hurmek, attempted to calm himself as well as his friend, “Gaaf, there is nothing here to fear.
As you said, you see, hear nor smell nothing out of the ordinary. All of our family and friends are safe and enjoying the day. Are you certain
you didn’t fall asleep against the fence and dream some terrible dream which you now cannot remember?” “I suppose it is possible,” Gaaf
responded unconvincingly. Hurmek replied, “Let’s return to the others and see how they are doing in their work. Perhaps seeing them will easy
your mind.” Without another word spoken, Gaaf began walking, stone still clutched in his hand. Hurmek had never seen Gaaf this way before
and became very anxious over the experience. He knew Gaaf was a warrior before returning to Deep Well to the life of a farmer, but this was
the first moment Hurmek realized exactly how dangerous Gaaf really was. It was also the first time he saw him as a warrior instead of a
farmer. Gaaf was a large man to begin with, but now Hurmek suddenly noticed Gaaf appeared to stand taller, his stature seemed larger than
before and he even moved in a way which seemed to glide over the ground rather than walk. Hurmek was quite disturbed at the moment
wondering what could cause a man like Gaaf to act this way. He felt a sliver of fear run up his spine. Yes, Hurmek was quite disturbed indeed.