“I was lost,” said Malleus, his voice little more than a whisper as he picked through his words. “Detached, an empty vessel with its soul ripped from its body. I barely knew who I was. Then his light filled me again and I … lived and I breathed once more.”
“And there were words? He spoke to you?”
Her question was slightly too insistent. This was what she had come to ask him. He had never mentioned the brief conversation with Omn, not knowing if they even knew about it. Clearly, they did.
“I have heard his voice often, whispering his wisdom to me.”
Godel turned to look at him. Her eyes were midnight blue. They studied him. She didn"t blink, although occasionally some transparent membrane flicked across the surface of her eyes. There was something unyielding, stony in them. She was m
