The Redemption of Erâth: Book Three, Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen: The Greatest of All Wars

 

With the destruction of the Mirèn came a great darkening of all the lands of Erâth. Over many months, black clouds spread from Aélûr and Cathaï—clouds that brought with them fire, disease, and death. Where Cathaï’s poisoned rain fell, plants withered, died and grew again, twisted and deformed. Many creatures died, and those that survived were changed from nature into savage and vile beasts, hungering for the destruction of all. Where Aélûr’s flame fell, forests were turned to ash and stone, deserts to glass, and fields were left barren and wild. And in those places that bore the brunt of both, they were were left sterile and desolate, and nothing ever returned there, nor ever grew again.

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The Redemption of Erâth: Book Three, Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Eighteen: The Death of Life

 

Brandyé spent the following weeks in gloom and despair, hardly registering what he was doing. No word had been heard from Narün whatsoever, and the clouds continued to grow thick and black. The seas rose high, and vessels stopped arriving from other lands in the port of Viura Râ. A storm was coming, some said, but to Brandyé it had already arrived.

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The Redemption of Erâth: Book Three, Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Seventeen: Paräth

 

After some time, Brandyé realized that he was being carried far into the countryside, away from the ruins of Hope and through the hills. He had grown quiet after the argument with the Sarâthen, and allowed himself to be borne wherever they wished. He was uncertain where they made for, but his chest still pained him greatly, and so he cared little either way. He thought perhaps the pain was receding slightly, or perhaps he was growing accustomed to it, but it seemed to hurt less by the time they stopped that night by a stream.

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