Chapter Thirty-Seven
From Bad to Worse
Iarion walked through the wastes in numb silence. Felara followed in his wake. He had no idea how much time had passed since she and Barlo had revealed his own Unborn origins. His mind had been consumed by turmoil. Felara had been unusually silent. Iarion suspected Barlo had something to do with that, since he had done nothing further to command her. Barlo knew him better than anyone. The dwarf would know he needed some time to sort his scattered thoughts.
I was one of the Unborn.
He had no memory of the past life of Varsil that Felara claimed was his, but that could be easily explained. The transition of a life beyond the Void to one in the realm of the living would have been more than enough to strip his memory. Just look at Arinwyn. She had onc
