Chapter 5 (Revised)"You're out of your bloody mind," Martin lifted his head to meet Edelrunn's eyes, "After everything you’ve told me, give me one good reason why I should help you.”Chapter 5 (Revised) by PHarold
“Of course.” Edelrunn replied, crossing his arms, “If you leave, Galen’s men will come looking for you. They know you are involved, because one of the men held a scrying glass. It would look like a mirror to you, a black mirror. If they caught your image in it, Galen would know of your existence immediately. Judging from where Tymr found it, I believe he does.”
At the wizard’s mention of the device, Martin recalled the dying marauder’s last words: "He knows …”
Edelrunn continued, “Galen’s men are very talented at making occurrences look like accidents. If they could not target you directly, your circus mates or loved ones would pay the price in your stead."
Suddenly feeling hemmed in, Martin rose from the sitting area, headed towards the table. He
VigilMy arm burns and the warm,ooze of blood inches down my skin. At least it is still attached, instead of in the golem's clutches, floating off into oblivion.Vigil by PHarold
The once bright grandeur of the room is hazy with dust from the collapsed library walls. Across from me, scarlet spattered metal glints in the meagre sunlight. With an anti climatic clink, the battered portal lock falls into the debris.
I am alone. Panic grips my heart with such force, I cannot breathe.
“Martin!” My echo bounces off the broken walls. No answer.
I reach out to him, thinking instead of calling, only to realize I no longer possess the pendant. They were our only means of communicating in this fashion. During my confrontation with the golem, mine had been torn from me. The silence blanketing my thoughts churns my stomach.
Only one person fell into the portal. I swear on my father's grave.
Something sounds at the back of my mind, voiceless, wordless. The summons guides me along the hall. Its volume grows, alm