Chapter 6 – OwailionVamilion looked out over the plain with a bleak eye. The flat stark landscape blanketed with heather and moss as far as his eye could see, pink and yellow, white and lavender with the occasional effort at green held little attraction to him. He much preferred the great black volcano behind him. Jonjonel had not erupted in several years and his sense was it would be four or more years yet, before he would get to witness that spectacle again. On the very edge of the continent, isolated and by far the largest mountain in the Land, the temperamental, yet predictable volcano provided the best backdrop for this meeting. Besides, it was halfway for Owailion and him to meet.
Getting the equally temperamental Wise One to talk with him always seemed less about compromise and mor
