Page 36 of Cursed Shadows 4 (The Dark Fae)

I spiral.

Whirling through the cold and dark air, the Cursed Shadows batter around me—being sucked into the portal, too.

The blood in my head is pulsing. I feel it in my ears, thump, thump, thump . The weight of my lashes starts to fall over my blurring vision.

All I see before darkness steals me entirely is the mountain in the distance, where I was standing moments ago, where I cried and bled and almost died. It grows so small, until it’s gone entirely, like it never existed, like none of this ever happened…

But it did happen.

The Cursed Shadows survived it.

They return to Comlar with us.

Mother accepted Daxeel’s sacrifice.

And yet, and yet…

I am still alive.

I…

I did what I never truly believed possible.

I did what I thought was a mere hope, a whisper of a dream in a nightmare, the silliness of a naive halfling.

I survived the Sacrament.