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Chapter 30

Calleb dreams of a voice, mellow, soulful and thinks he recognizes the melody it wraps around, if not the words.

‘My beautiful son, gifted by the gods. He was sent to me, a gift from above. His beautiful silver hair, his skin so fair. His eyes of blue and gray, the colors he and his father’s eyes share. My son… my Calleb…’

‘Calleb…’

‘My son…’

‘I’m glad you’re here with us… You’re so beautiful, my son…’

‘My Calleb.’

He follows it, feet moving on instinct, the song growing louder as he gets closer, stronger. There’s gray all around, a mist, cold and clinging, so thick he can barely see his fingers in front of him.

It’s the wind. Strong winds that he never felt before. And then there was dust and clay and the ground flowing with the wind. As they merged and formed — it showed him a form of a woman. A body. Tall. Beautiful and golden. Eyes auburn and lips pink as a rose, Behind her stood the full moon. She looked like an angel.

“Calleb, my son… come.”

And the woman ran, almost flo
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