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Eli
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“Eli,” Stormweaver says, his voice stern. “What did you see?” he asks, and I pause for a moment, trying to gather my thoughts—the image so vivid in my mind that I feel like I can reach out and touch it.
“I-I-I don’t know,” I stammer, causing him to demand that I do. He raises an eyebrow, his gaze piercing through me. “You know better than to lie to me. What did you see?” he says, his voice threateningly calm and I take a deep breath, trying to steady myself.
I saw the woman with my brother’s face. This time, she wasn’t sitting on a throne. She was sitting at a big table, dining, but I couldn’t see the other people around her. “I saw... darkness,” I respond to Stormweaver, my voice barely above a whisper. “And... and then I saw my brother."
When Stormweaver asked me
