Chapter 33
Just Out of Reach
I can feel Morgan, my puppet. Just outside the border beyond the mid-plane, the one between Addar and Loam. I am ready, everything is in place. I smile; nothing can stop me now, I look to the one that is to sacrifice the Offering and think to myself what a fool they are. To have put their trust in me, for I am the wielder of Ra’. A chuckle escapes me, what one does for false love.
I turn back my gaze to the Deliverer, but my thoughts move in another direction. I will allow nothing and no one to stand in my way, or interfere with my return. I again shall rise up out of the abyss with those in my wake falling down behind me. Beautiful shall be my Second Rising.
Morgan is moving closer with my Offering, and I also sense the presence of another. It is the young Sage, she is close by. A growl escapes from between my tightly sealed lips; I am in no mood for interruption. Then an idea comes to me, I look to the foolish girl who walks my broad path. This time I shall kill the Daughter of Light, but first I shall break her in more ways than one. Taking a step back I move once more into the shadows, as a smirk tugs again at the corners of my mouth. She should have listened to voice inside her, for there would be no protection for her now.