Hældáris rises early, before the sun, needing little sleep because of the Velási blood within him, but even more so unable to find repose because his heart is restless and tormented. As quietly as he can he pushes open the door to the house and steps outside, drawing his blanket over his head and tight […]

Albrýndaer hardly notices whenever the blockage is removed from the entrance to the alcove of stone. For he has ceased listening for it, ceased glancing over anxiously in its direction as if the looking would make time pass more quickly. Part of this is the natural consequence of the passage of time: for one can […]