Excerpt from Chapter 1: The Alchemist’s Ranger, the prequel novella to The Seer of Grace and Fire The rain poured down in sheets pounding the ground, leaving the streets near empty as the dark of night drew close. Timorn held the hood of his tunic close to his face, clutching the green tanned hide in his fingers as he darted down the road covering his head and keeping the rain out of his eyes. He had been running for twenty…..