Chapter 89: Something Begins

Thunderbolts lighted the cloudless sky, made strange patterns, which the astonished viewers watched without breath. Never have they seen such splendor and might. The thunderbolts were a strange and mystical sight in these dry, desert parts of the Continent. It was unheard of, let alone witnessed on a cloudless night like this. It was a strange omen of things to come. The viewers watched as the thunderbolts glided across the sky, meeting in the middle and, once more, going their separate serpentine ways. The children were terror-stricken but had enough courage to continue watching.                  

In the meantime, in a distant and hidden place, a child was born. Its fate was already decided. Tonight, the witches will come for it.  A woman stood nearby; there must be something that she could do, anything even the smallest thing would change to course.

"Ashal rar' an el da raet," the words stop in her throat. T