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'The Desert Bell [Part II]'

The torches flickered vainly afore the brilliant death of Sol. Stood upon the edge of westernesse, I watched the veil of eventide; a great comet was carving a path through the heavens, and the stars were falling upon Narayan in its’ wake.

‘But when you close your eyes, forget not heir.’ His words were burning in my ears, I strained to drown him out.

As my attention returned to my immediate surroundings, I became aware that I was wreathed in my armour again.

I clenched my right hand tighter around Naldathir’s grip. Her song crept in, melancholy in the fickle wind. A beautifully lavish flight of clamour, as day gave way to night.

Light enough left to thinly veil the plates of mail, bitter cold they fell in brutal synchronicity from around my neck. Khan’dyrhas’ blood-soaked gold whipped violently about me in graceful flourishes, dancing upon the tense lines of energy I projected as voraciously as the jet that was swept across my face.

I closed my eyes.

A crescendo pierced the turmoil in my mind. The temple bells rang out from Narayan, their resonance sweeping away all the pain, like the gentle descent of the eventide above me. I would need to return before the gates were closed to the unforgiving desert sands.

But there would be no place to hide upon that hallowed ground.

'The Desert Bell [Part II]'

Laszlo Totka

Sydney, Australia

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