42: Beneath Two Moons
A tune Rhys has never heard before rouses him from his slumber, though his room is still dark. He gets up and goes to the nearest window, wondering how much time he might have left before he’s meant to be at training. Two luminous moons hang low in the deep velvet sky, one pearly white and perfectly round, the other pale purple and somewhat more oblong. All manner of stars twinkle in myriad colors. Dawn seems to be an indeterminate amount of time away, but Rhys feels wide awake. And there’s still that music…. he muses, then belatedly realizes that he’s been humming the tune and abruptly stops. So odd. I can’t remember hearing the song before, and yet it feels familiar, somehow…. “Saoirse,” he mumbles, not entirely of his own volition. Maybe one of her spells, or something. He finds himse
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