Chapter Twenty-two
~ LII ~‘Indeed I would, brother,’ Maleika told Alcor.
‘So you would like to see what happened to Adahmos once he freed Storlem’s soul?’ Alcor enquired.
‘Of course! Although he will always be Pieter to me.’
Alcor waved his hand. ‘You will laugh when you see what happens next,’ he said, ‘for the scene you are about to view concerns the crystalling that you attended in your earthly life, in The Century of Ruin.’
The image of Pieter, standing by the stony remains of Storlem, sprang to life. Maleika observed the eagle frozen in time, its now soulless earthly shell reduced to the same material the pillar had been sculpted from, cold and grey. She felt a sudden stab of grief as she saw it. Bravely, she shook the feeling away.
Pieter was holding a wand, the same wand M
