Chapter 41
Her hands began to tremble at her sides. She curled her remaining fingers into fists, wincing as the scabs on her left hand pinched. “A black sky above . . . a glowing river below.” Her gaze fell slowly, like the first snowflake of winter, to melt on the trail of lava oozing past the citadel. Keriya. Sethildras. Valerion. Max. The pieces had suddenly and resoundingly fallen into place. The stars had aligned, and destiny had brought Sebaris Wavewould to this moment, this crossroads. Her foresight, at long last, was coming true. I want to see again, she thought, closing her eyes. I have to see. The timemagic that had so often seized her without consent submitted to her will. She sank into a foresight, reliving the old nightmare that had started her on this quest. And without any palac
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