The Harbingers

Men, or what had once been fey men, launched from the trees. Their black wings splaying and whooshing like sails in a breeze. Their long hair resting down their bare chests and backs and along their unclad arms. Only worn pants covered their legs. Dark brown fur rested along their cheekbones and across their brows. Circling their sides and wrapping their hips.

The mark of demonkind. He recognized.

“Brother.” Clawdus, the closest to a friend Disseus had once known, landed nearest him. “Welcome!”

Disseus hadn’t seen him since they were children. Only beginning to emerge into manhood.

He was opening his arms in greeting. A wide grinning spreading the face that was now so much different from the one he’d known as a child.

“I’m not here for you.” Disseus dismissed.

“Well. That’s a shame.” He tilted his head. His hair, once as bluish white as Disseus’ was now singed a coarse brown. “Because we’re here for you.”

“I’ve no quar