CHAPTER TWELVE
Ferrin paced back and forth across the room, his steps dragging as slow as time’s passage. He was impatiently waiting for word from his apprentices. A knock at the door turned his attention from his dark thoughts. “Enter,” he commanded.
The door opened on silent hinges and he was pleased to see that it was Vius. The young man entered and shut the door behind him. Ferrin liked Vius. As much as he could like another human being, anyway. He was in his twenties, young and full of life. His hair was cut short and the color of leaves after all life has left them. Were his powers not so weakened, Ferrin would have simply possessed one of his apprentices as he did ages ago.
“Have you found it?”
Vius paused and thought how to best phrase the bad news. Ferrin was known for his ang
