For visually challenged writers, the image shows a silhouetted castle in the half-light, set in a lake surrounded by hills.
The road had been long and fraught with danger. Yet as she stood on the shore looking out to the castle she felt she had come home.
Night was falling and the light was faint enough for her to linger a while here by the lake. As she breathed in the cool evening air the sound of bagpipes carrying across the loch.
Looking back on all that had happened in the last three years leading up to the war. Rachel wondered was Mathew safe , had Calador reached the high council of the Elves, where were Corvo and his winged friends, there had been no news from them for days. With regret she also wondered had Fay found piece since her savage and beastly death.
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