Diur's palace is the center of the cosmos and all things rotate about him. He is the keeper of all that is, and his daughters the balance that stabilizes the cosmos. Without them, all would cease, all would end into darkness.
Tapping the tip of his quill on the book's cover, Lord Hedric pondered the diagram now before him. The hastily sketched copy was of a drawing he had found in the reference. It was a simple illustration, nothing more than an inverted triangle with a circle at each point. In the center sat the spiraling, ever watchful Eye of Earoni.
"When three become one," he muttered. "The Terrestrial Moons of silver will open the shrine beneath the Eye of the Greater Goddess." As the hours of the night marched on, he had stumbled across the mention in a text made by the Priests of Earoni following his ascension as the sovereign of this land.
"A shame," Noranda mused, "that you had all the Greater Goddess's worldly servants eradicated in the years following their treachery."
Lord Hedric scowled at the thought because it was true. Sometimes he felt like he did act too much out of a sense of anger and hurt at their rejection of what he had become. But what was done was done. They wouldn't have helped him anyway. Had he let them live, all those treacherous devotees to Earoni would have done was continued to fight alongside with the open incursion against him. Better to be rid of them as a nuisance and sort it out later.
Even though the Priests of Earoni no longer existed, they had left many clues about the shrine that housed the Tear. But most were well scattered and hidden in texts so that only the most diligent could find them. Lord Hedric had spent all his unnatural years since searching for every single one.
"Even I start to detest the riddles," Noranda continued with a moan as she was searching through other books on the shelves. "What does it mean?"
"That, I cannot answer." He stood and paced over to near where Noranda was perusing the vast collection of texts, staring at the seemingly endless volumes before him.
Noranda went to the desk and placed herself in the same seat he had once occupied. She looked at the drawing and the passage he had scribbled below it. "What does that mean? 'Terrestrial Moons'?"
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Daughters of Fate Book 1Fantasy
One soul. Two lives. One destiny. Torn apart by the gods, twin sisters Sheala and Cassandra are each anointed by the Fates to end the war raging upon Geiha. The sisters, one of the light and one of the dark, find themselves on the opposite sides of...