did not
had been lying there-hours, maybe days-but the mark on his palm was still pulsing, still glowing, still alive. It had kept him alive. He didn'
lf to his feet a
of eating nothing and drinking only the moisture that condensed on the stone walls. By the time he finally emerged from the Abyss, he was barely recogniza
e was
quarters he shared with Orin. The old man wasn't there-probably working, probably worrying-and Ka
, the world
was bl
sible in the pale morning light, pulsing with a sickly violet glow. It looked like a wound-a tear in t
s chest. Then he looked around, expecting to see panic, exp
o one
e guards patrolled the walls. No one looked up. No one saw. The crack was inv
to tell O
ent. "Above the academy. It's pulsing with violet li
e been through a lot. The fall, the dungeon, Aldric-
I saw it. I kn
m saying you're exhausted. You n
nd his voice was gentle, and Kaelen couldn't bring himself to fight. He n
't sleep. H
ill there, pulsing in rh
tell the g
t keep silent. The crack was growing. He could feel it in his bones, in hi
ir of guards near the main gate. "Above the academy. I
red at him. Th
ne of them said. "You'
not crazy. I'm tel
can come here and spread lies? You think you can cause panic? You're nothing but a Null. A
ed him in the ribs. Once. Twice. Three
is mouth. The crack pulsed above him, brighter now, closer. He could see s
se could
lse beli
ted to th
m. The dragons didn't laugh at him. The dragons just watched hi
aelen entered, and for a moment, he thought she would attack him again. But she didn't. She just stared at him
o," he whisper
a whi
ragon whimper before. Dragons were proud. Dragons were powerful. Dragons didn't sho
sn't
t losing
ing, and no one e
owed were the wors
He couldn't stop looking at the sky. He couldn't stop watching the crack grow. Every night, he stood at the window of t
times he heard whispers in the wind-voices that called to him from beyond the tear. Sometimes he saw shap
ter. But no one listened. No one believed. They called him mad. They called him a liar. They called
topped
trying to w
ed to gods he didn't believe in that
int came on the
rger now-almost impossible to miss-and the violet light was so bright that it cast strange shadows o
n he he
o
ngry. It came from beyond the tear, from the void between worlds,
will come. And when I do, e
breath coming in ragged gasps. The mark on his palm blazed with black a
ered. "No, I w
ming. But you can join me. You can become m
your an
You will be mine, little
. Closer. He could see shapes moving within it-tendrils of
len
who didn't care. He ran until he reached the edge of the academy grounds, where the cliff dropped awa
en he
rag
ght, with scales that seemed to absorb the light. Its eyes were amethyst, glow
erium D
e crack. Toward the tear. Towar
as calli
e. Come and witness what is comi
didn't
oward th
jum
dragon c
n the Aby
ime, he wa
protection. It was smaller now-about the size of a horse-but its eyes were st
whispered. "
e been watching you since the day you were born.
are
last Aetherium Dread
the dragon. The d
ntly, Kaelen reached out
snapped i
ts, beyond time itself. He could feel Umbram's heart beating in his chest. He could feel Umbra
ram said. You are inve
closed
t time in his li
y was stil
al Monarch wa
he violet light pulsing within it,
he whi
Umbram
e darkness, the Aby
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