Chapter Three Hundred Twenty: ‘Thy piercing gaze...’ Click to display entire chapter at once -- ( mobile link ) Loren Lighteyes was try...

Perhaps a bit too much, actually. The horns were starting to feel a bit painful. They needed to be tempered. Another layer of keratin? Ah, ...

How could that possibly be? When all around them was only death? How could there be life in the center of the Dáinnbolg? She reached out to...

Hmm. Maybe so. It was pretty tempting, wasn’t it? Real power at our fingertips. But be careful. Of course. They moved together. Furthe...

It did. It certainly did. And there was more, wasn’t there? Now that they were looking for it, they could see it with relative clarity. Th...

The urge to panic arrived again, but it had no teeth. Everything was fine. They remained calm. This was her wish, too, wasn’t it? Her love o...

And indeed, the pressure on her mind seemed to lighten. The weight. The urgency. They didn’t vanish, but they felt abruptly more manageable....

The ball of fire in her hand began to bubble. Moments from bursting. And she’d lost control. Chergoa, please...! ‘ I’m here, Em. ’ She f...

The procedure started. She felt it. Almost on its own. A transformation on the surface of her mind. She steadied it. Guided it. Traced its p...

Nothing was making sense, anymore. She felt a deep sense of understanding; she felt like she had no idea what she was doing. She had confide...

History. Everyone. The Rainlords in their totality. She could hardly believe what she was perceiving, right now. If homesickness was someth...

Her ancestor? Agam? She’d been trying to learn anything and everything she could about him, but it was difficult. Even with Ibai gifting ...

Yes. This was a better state of mind to be in. No fear. No turmoil. Just collected and confident. Confident? She was confident? Somehow, ...

Here. This next room. This was the one. Even before entering it, she could tell. And the moment her bare foot touched the grass, she immedia...

And after a few moments of silence, the wall split right in front of her, solid bricks parting down the middle as if there’d been a crack th...

Yes. Unprovoked. That was the bad thing, ultimately. She was tired of that. Tired of being scared of the inevitable. The changes were coming...

Was that really the truth, though? Frankly, she’d never quite believed those teachings. Those things always seemed like relics of a bygone e...

And she’d found quite a bit, hadn’t she? Doorways. Pathways. A maze, even. And Gohvis had been there, too, at first. He’d helped her under...

‘ Stop blabbering and give her something to eat already ,’ said Chergoa. And she motioned to the right, where a pile of wrapped confections ...

That sight gave her significant pause, and even though she wanted to say something about it, no words were coming to mind. How much had chan...