Chapter 12Eyes of night,
Dreams aflight,
Darkling gaze,
Travel the ways...
The words rang in Vredech’s head like a knell and, with a cry, he jerked away from the fearful image in the mirror. His mind clamouring for escape, he pressed his fingers hard into his closed eyelids. You’re still half-asleep, he thought frantically. You’ve just woken up. It’s only the lamplight. It’s...
He gave up. There was no alternative but to look again to see if that first glance had shown him the truth.
His hands were shaking as he forced himself to take hold of the mirror. At first he could not focus, bringing on a spasm of earnest blinking until eventually his vision cleared. Standing where he was however, his eyes were heavily shaded. Hands still unsteady, he moved the mirror and twisted himself arou
