Dal has led a free life, serving the Order established centuries ago to find and instruct the Bearer in how to perform the Trial established by the covenant made between the Four Gods and the Demons who seek to take over his world. Yet as the latest Trial approaches, there has been no news of the Bearer. The Order is worried.?
A lively child draws these two together. La'tiera is elated at seeing a person or two from the outside, even as she worries her selfish desire for companionship might put all in jeopardy. Suspicion then arises on both sides, as what she has been taught and what Dal knows to be true are widely different. La'tiera knows the truth-she is the sacrifice that will save the world, no matter who says it should be otherwise. Her task has always been clear. She will not be swayed from her course.
But Dal knows her death will open their world to the savage Demons-the exact opposite of what she has been told. He must find a way to get her to accept this before it is too late. But can he? Her very dedication and stubbornness might just doom their world to destruction.
Let the battle of wills begin.
|Product dimensions:||6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.52(d)|
|Age Range:||14 Years|
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Gloved hands seized her arms and pulled them down as she desperately attempted to grab the rough rag over her face and yank it away. Fear raced through her, a strange numbness spreading in her limbs. With all her might she tried to gather her strength to call for help but only managed a faint whimper.
"Don't be afraid. We're not here to hurt you," a deeper voice than the first whispered close to her face as the one to whom it belonged to let go of her now-unresponsive arms. The rag was gently pulled away from her face.
"We need to verify things before we go any further."
Something was set on the bed close to her head. La'tiera heard a faint creaking noise and then a small shaft of light fell over her. At the edge of her tilted vision, she saw a gloved hand reach toward her chest and the medallion resting there. She could do nothing to stop it, nothing to prevent them from revealing the secret her uncle tried so hard to hide.
Panic and fear filled with utter helplessness made her dizzy. She knew what would be done with her, she knew what they planned. But there was nothing she could do to stop any of it.
Sharp gasps echoed in her ears as she felt the room's cold air caress the Eye.
"You were right. She is the one."