(... continued)
The brilliant bluish shimmer began to fade a little… or perhaps their eyes were adjusting to the changed light condition.
The angelic woman ,clad in moonlight white…if she could be called a woman at all…hung in the air for one last breathless moment, then her gaze fell on Kieran.
Without a word, she extended a thin scroll sealed in silver wax and the same glowing bluish thread.
Her movements were unhurried, almost reverent,too careful as though the letter weighed more than the world itself.
Kieran's hand reached out of its own,though he himself was hesitant. The moment the scroll touched his palm a strange warmth pulsed against his skin…breathing.
And then… the glowing woman was gone.
Just like that. No sound. No flash. Only a sudden collapse of light.
The woods plunged into darkness again.
The silence that followed was deafening.
