64: Once and for All
Slowly, gradually, the light and the song fade, revealing a pile of rancid, smoldering clumps of putrid darkness in the river where the Terror of Blackened Name used to be. Myghal dispels his light-amplifying barrier and floats closer to the ground, finding himself exhausted. Without the song-spell and the barrier, all the fae realize that it is late afternoon, nearing sunset. Saoirse leans, panting, against the harp, all but completely spent. We did it. We really did it. The Terror of Blackened Name will no longer plague the fae realm. Elowen flies as fast as her wings will take her roughly in the direction she believes Kyrie, Seamus, and Aeowyn to be. I have to find them. I have to let them know we’ve won, and see if I can do anything for Kyrie. ***~O~*** Rhys finds himself hovering
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