Jewels from the Dark

Meirleach had been watching Laoise as she began to prepare for their next day and their search for Darach. He felt the moment the Shadows had moved into her mind. It was subtle. A shift in her countenance, a quickening of her breath, the momentarily longer blink of her eyes… At first, he stayed back…

Laoise slowed down and brought her focus to the rhythm of her heart and her breath. She reminded herself that in this moment, she was safe. She was in her home. The Void and the Waste Wind had never been able to penetrate these walls, this warmth, the soft glowing light. But both still invaded…

Morrigan took a deep breath as she walked away from her brother. She could not believe how stupid Meirleach had been. The foolish, insolent boy. Betraying the Nefas was one thing, but betraying the Void was quite another. Had he learned nothing from his father’s example ? And for what? Líadan? Who was that woman,…

Morrigan held her hand close to her body, the burn still present. Her rage almost matched it. Fachnan was with Manadh who was clearly distraught over losing their main quarry. Her brother looked over and frowned at her arm. Morrigan walked over, catching the tail end of the heated conversation. “He has betrayed us!” Manadh…

It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered now. Darach felt every thought drip slowly down his mind, eventually dropping from his brain into the abyss. No. Something mattered. What was it? Think! He tried so hard to fight the fog of apathy and despair clouding his memory. There was something that mattered… The air felt heavier with…

Meirleach cleared his throat. “That may be a hard thing to know – I have never seen anyone but the Nefas be able to bend shade and shadow. And even then, none the way you do.” “I’m sorry,” interrupted Lorcan. “Before we try to understand the mystery of the dark, can we talk about what…