“What did you expect?! That things would go as you wrote in your stories?!” the harshness in her voice struck him like a shard of ice.
Fighting back the urge to drop to his knees and take it all back, “I… only…. wanted to make things like we talked about. Where was the harm in that? Did I foresee this? No… I did not. I can still make this right.” Looking to his left out to the horizon, he couldn’t take seeing her like this.
“A lot of good that did Rynan. Now look at this mess. Why couldn’t you leave well enough alone? Why? Why couldn’t you accept that fact?”
“I can fix it, I can set things right, I can-“
“The world is torn asunder! How can you fix that? You killed him! And now the balance is no more, the cauldron has been tipped, spilling out over all of Creation. You know what this means?”
Letting out a long, rueful sigh, “Yes… yes I do my love, it means that the truce that’s been drawn up will be no more.”
“War, Rynan, there will be a war… and they will blame us-“
“They will blame me, my love, I alone will suffer the conseque-“
“No you won’t, it’s too late… the damage is done,” shaking her head, “I came here to tell you, my lover, my friend… It’s too late.”
A shadow fell upon his face as a dim understanding settled in, “What has happened?”
“They are to cast judgement upon me…”
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