When Eldarien opens his eyes again, the unnatural darkness is gone, and the cavern in which he finds himself is clear. It is dim, yes, but not pitch black, with a high sloping roof visible twenty or twenty-five feet overhead and light streaming in from the passage to his left, the passage that he had taken down… Read More »Dawnbringer 1.8: Interweaving of Hearts
Since the day is already inclining towards evening, Rodric suggests that Eldarien wait until the morning to set out in search of Rorlain. And, though Eldarien is anxious to begin the search, fearing that, if it is not too late already, it will be soon, he understands the prudence of the recommendation. If anything, whatever tracks there… Read More »Dawnbringer 1.7: In the Darkness
Eldarien pulls his pack tight against his back and adjusts the greatsword, now in a leather sheath slung over his shoulder, as he stands in the small yard between the two houses of the Feskar family. It is early morning, just after sunrise, and the air is quite cold, with a hard freeze the night… Read More »Dawnbringer 1.6: To the West
Eldarien awakes before the first morning light and sits up on the straw-covered bed. The air is indeed cold, and he pulls the furs tight around his body as his breath floats as a cloud of mist in the air before him. He does not stay like this for long, however, as a mysterious restlessness tugs at… Read More »Dawnbringer 1.5: Sera Galaptes
The Yjind Mountains open their arms to embrace Elmariyë as the golden sun sets behind them, sending shimmers of brilliant color across the sky and changing the lingering clouds from gray-white to various hues of purple, blue, and pink. She pushes Fenarion on until it is almost dark and the lingering light of dusk is… Read More »Dawnbringer 1.4: Homecoming
“Tell me the meaning of your braids or your knots,” Mirand asks, his youngest daughter, Ylinia, upon his knee, a bit of bread in her hands as she eats it in tiny little bites. The two older children sit together by the hearth, their muffled voices rising and falling in play as they speak to… Read More »Dawnbringer 1.3: Memories of Loss
Thick clouds of incense spiral and dance upward in the air, released from the coals burning in the bowls surrounding the altar, as Elmariyë prostrates herself on the cold stone floor of the temple. She inhales the strong and pungent scent, richness released through burning flame, and thinks back on the path she walked to come to… Read More »Dawnbringer 1.2: A New Beginning and an Uncertain Future
“Echoes of an ancient myth emerge from the mists of time, vibrating from the silent word before all sounds, unspoken voice given utterance… reverberating deep in this heart of mine. Light from the origin of time shines forth as rays from the luminosity deeper than sun and moon… bathing the inmost recesses of the spirit’s… Read More »Dawnbringer 1.1: A Sky Above the Waves