Death's Hand
BETWEEN THE LIGHT OF THE STARS
AMID THE THOUSANDFOLD BLACKNESS OF THE VOID
THERE AM I
DEATH
BEFORE ME, CROWNS WILL RUST AND THRONES CRUMBLE
EMPRESSES WITHER
NATIONS PERISH
ALL THINGS DIE
EVEN THE STARS THEMSELVES
Vjun,AMID THE THOUSANDFOLD BLACKNESS OF THE VOID
THERE AM I
DEATH
BEFORE ME, CROWNS WILL RUST AND THRONES CRUMBLE
EMPRESSES WITHER
NATIONS PERISH
ALL THINGS DIE
EVEN THE STARS THEMSELVES
Bast Castle.
Acid rain poured down in sheets outside. Thunder boomed. Inside the castle... only silence.
Save for the drip, drip, drip of blood from an open throat onto the floor. The last trickle from a corpse growing cold amid the pool of red beneath it.
The dining area it lay in was deserted. Who knew for how long.
Days? ...No.
An Umbaran in a Sakiyan shadowsuit leaned toward the row of bottles kept in the corner behind a cabinet. He ran a finger along one. Dust.
Weeks. Months.
"There is one more. Hiding here. Somewhere."
Antar