DragonRider by S. Rodman EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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I hate Wales. It’s official. If I ever gain super powers, I’m blasting it to
oblivion. The roads are tiny and winding. There are far too many
mountains and zero phone signal, so my map app isn’t working and now
I’m hopelessly lost, very late, and my piece of shit car is about to overheat
and die on me and there isn’t even anywhere to pull over and cry.
I can’t call for directions or to apologise for running late. Everything has
turned into an absolute nightmare.
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All I wanted to do was drive to Caernyddyn Castle, set some wards and
sigils, get paid and leave. But no, this damn country is determined to
destroy me. I mean, it shouldn’t be this blasted hard to find a castle. It’s a
frigging castle!
Even if I admit defeat, I’m not sure I can find my way back to the main
road. I’m cursed to drive around the backwaters of Wales for the rest of
eternity, never to find my way out. Never to return home to England.
Suddenly, up ahead I see a tractor on the side of the road. The farmer is
fiddling with a gate. Either shutting it or opening it, I can’t tell and I don’t care.
I stop in the middle of the road, but it’s not like I have seen another
vehicle for twenty minutes. If something does come along, they will just
have to bloody well wait.
The farmer is already looking at me, so I wind down my window and put
on my brightest smile.
“Hi! I’m looking for …” Shit I have no idea how to pronounce
Caernyddyn. “Care-nid-din Castle,” I attempt.
The farmer looks at me like I’m crazy. His weather-worn face is
scrunched up in bewilderment. Did I really mangle it that badly?
I try again,“Care-nye-din?”
“Car-nith-in,” says the farmer, slowly and carefully. As if I am a small
child.I blink. Is he talking about the right place? I don’t know how he got those
sounds from the spelling I’ve seen. It would just be my luck to get
directions to entirely the wrong place.
“Yeah?” I say uselessly. I just have to hope for the best.
“Keep going for about a mile and then take the next left.”
Okay, that doesn’t sound too bad. Even I can follow directions that
simple.
“Thank you so much!” I beam.
The farmer smiles back at me, “No problem.”
I give him a little wave and then set off. Oh, my god. I just waved at him.
What the hell is wrong with me?
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