![]() Morning sunlight illuminated the first snow of the new year, and from his room on the fourth level he had a clear view of the white blanket that covered the sleeping city of Kargath. ![]() He slept poorly the night before, too nervous about the outcome of the trial to get more than an hour or two of rest, and unable to decide whether he could actually be put to death for someone else’s crimes. Hayden was sitting upright in bed, fidgeting with his lead bracelets on the morning of his hearing. In a few hours I’ll either be free, exiled, or dead. The rest of it had fallen somewhere into the gaping hole in his memory: the fiery explosion that decimated his home and claimed his mother’s life, the irreparable magical damage that was done to him, the sudden disappearance of the most hated, feared mage in the Nine Lands at the height of his reign of terror.Īs they extracted his small body from the rubble and carried him to safety, only one thing resonated in his mind. ![]() ![]() The feel of warm sunlight on his face as they carried him away from the rubble, the wind that tickled his skin those were his reality. In the years that followed, that would be the only thing he remembered of the day that changed his life forever. ![]()
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