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where he saw the specters of the family that was once there. He absently wondered if there was even a ghostly glamour of the little girl as she had not left a piece of her soul in that place. Daegan shook his head at where his thoughts had strayed once again. He refused to come up for air until he had his thoughts under control. Just when he was beginning to see the dark begin to creep in on the edges of his vision and felt the pressure and fuzziness in his head, he felt the lock of his thoughts click into place. Control.
Just before he hit the surface, he sensed a pull of magical energy on him. He rose out of the water, exhaling, and lunged for the shore. It was not the same darkness that he had felt before. This was different—it was an outside force drawing him, pulling him toward something. He stepped out of the water; however, there was nothing there when he quickly scanned the area, knife held ready to strike. Standing naked and soaking wet, but ready for a fight, Daegan slowly turned and walked to where his clothes were lying on the ground. Dagger in his mouth between his teeth, he quickly put his clothes back on without drying as he continued to keep watch. Still nothing. Daegan was confused. His extra senses were never wrong, but he was not seeing anything.
The feeling got stronger as he turned toward the mountain and its sheer cliff that loomed ominously before him. Daegan’s movement took him right up against the mountain. He leaned forward and pressed his hand flat against the rock. There was a heat emanating from it that pulsed straight into his body, commanding him to come closer. It is the mountain. The magic... the energy... it is coming from the mountain itself. Daegan pulled back his hand, shaking it out as if burned by its touch, but mostly from shock.
Whipping around, he sensed a different presence moving toward him—this one with scattered emotions and confused magical energies pulsating out haphazardly. Daegan held steady his dagger, awaiting what would move through the thick copse of trees just beyond where he had come through. He steadied his breathing, calmed his energy, and waited patiently. Who he saw amble through, undisciplined in an attempt at stealth, surprised him to say the least.
“Rheina? What are you doing here?” he asked skeptically.
Confused, Rheina paused, looking around, suddenly frightened. “I am not sure how I got here, Daegan. It has never been this strong before. You need to listen though...” Even before she finished what she was saying, her entire demeanor changed and her eyes turned from green to flat grey.
“Rheina?” Daegan approached slowly, unsure of what was happening.
“Daegan, you must listen. There is not much time. Rheina is still here, she is fine. I will not harm her, it is her destiny.” The voice that spoke using Rheina’s voice was also laced with another feminine voice. One that was soothing, but unfamiliar.
Daegan looked at the girl who, to him, was family. He stared intensely, unsure of what to say and not willing to let his guard down. Too much had happened. He would never harm his sister, but he held his dagger at his side as assurance nonetheless.
“Daegan, there is much going on here beyond your sight. You must look through what your eyes see. You are about to be a part of something much bigger than you imagined. This is your destiny. Follow it. Protect her with your life. She will lead you to your light.”
Daegan listened intently.
“See with your eyes, but see with your gift... see what you are not meant to see.” The voice trailed off as the grey eyes receded and the piercing green of Rheina’s eyes were brought to the forefront. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she looked quickly back at Daegan; her eyes were full of sadness and questions.
Daegan began to step forward toward her to steady her, but she reached out to brace her weight on a nearby tree. “Don’t, Daegan. I am all
Just before he hit the surface, he sensed a pull of magical energy on him. He rose out of the water, exhaling, and lunged for the shore. It was not the same darkness that he had felt before. This was different—it was an outside force drawing him, pulling him toward something. He stepped out of the water; however, there was nothing there when he quickly scanned the area, knife held ready to strike. Standing naked and soaking wet, but ready for a fight, Daegan slowly turned and walked to where his clothes were lying on the ground. Dagger in his mouth between his teeth, he quickly put his clothes back on without drying as he continued to keep watch. Still nothing. Daegan was confused. His extra senses were never wrong, but he was not seeing anything.
The feeling got stronger as he turned toward the mountain and its sheer cliff that loomed ominously before him. Daegan’s movement took him right up against the mountain. He leaned forward and pressed his hand flat against the rock. There was a heat emanating from it that pulsed straight into his body, commanding him to come closer. It is the mountain. The magic... the energy... it is coming from the mountain itself. Daegan pulled back his hand, shaking it out as if burned by its touch, but mostly from shock.
Whipping around, he sensed a different presence moving toward him—this one with scattered emotions and confused magical energies pulsating out haphazardly. Daegan held steady his dagger, awaiting what would move through the thick copse of trees just beyond where he had come through. He steadied his breathing, calmed his energy, and waited patiently. Who he saw amble through, undisciplined in an attempt at stealth, surprised him to say the least.
“Rheina? What are you doing here?” he asked skeptically.
Confused, Rheina paused, looking around, suddenly frightened. “I am not sure how I got here, Daegan. It has never been this strong before. You need to listen though...” Even before she finished what she was saying, her entire demeanor changed and her eyes turned from green to flat grey.
“Rheina?” Daegan approached slowly, unsure of what was happening.
“Daegan, you must listen. There is not much time. Rheina is still here, she is fine. I will not harm her, it is her destiny.” The voice that spoke using Rheina’s voice was also laced with another feminine voice. One that was soothing, but unfamiliar.
Daegan looked at the girl who, to him, was family. He stared intensely, unsure of what to say and not willing to let his guard down. Too much had happened. He would never harm his sister, but he held his dagger at his side as assurance nonetheless.
“Daegan, there is much going on here beyond your sight. You must look through what your eyes see. You are about to be a part of something much bigger than you imagined. This is your destiny. Follow it. Protect her with your life. She will lead you to your light.”
Daegan listened intently.
“See with your eyes, but see with your gift... see what you are not meant to see.” The voice trailed off as the grey eyes receded and the piercing green of Rheina’s eyes were brought to the forefront. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she looked quickly back at Daegan; her eyes were full of sadness and questions.
Daegan began to step forward toward her to steady her, but she reached out to brace her weight on a nearby tree. “Don’t, Daegan. I am all
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