| Chapter 19: Soothtell |
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He did not intend to die. Brinn had brought him back to himself. He ws more than a leper. No abjections could force him to abide his doom. No. There were other answers to guilt. If he could not find them, he would create them out of the raw stuff of his being.
He was going to fight. Now. The tsunami broke. Wrath erupted in him like the madness of venom. Fire and rage consumed all his pain. The triangle and the will of the Clave splintered and fell away. A wind of passion blew through him. Wild argent exploded from his ring. |