Page 97 of Desolation

My mates as their hearts were ripped from their bodies at the hands of Anshar.Halston, Zeddicus, Lucius, Leonidas.

So much loss.

So much blood.

So muchpain.

The scar on my chin that followed me into this life from where he carved his talon into my chin as I refused to give him an ounce of satisfaction.

My desperation to give my life to take him down as he spoke of a world he was convinced he already ruled.

He took everything from me and I could only blame myself for not being ready.

My body collides with solid ground and I open my eyes, shocked at the clarity of my vision.

Where is the enchanting realm from my dream with Gaia?

A barren wasteland stands before me, bathed in darkness and death, littered with rotting plants and carcasses of bloody animals. Where is the beauty and the pale pink ocean?

I wipe away the tears that dripped down my cheeks as my memories returned and push from the ground to stand. Cresting the hill before me, I crane my neck at the endless miles between myself and the dark kingdom that looms in the distance. A dark storm gathers around the black castle spires, lightning crackling in the sky around it.

My magic swells within me at the sight, begging me to use it to burn the fucker to the ground.

I’m coming for you, Anshar.