Tossed through the air in a slow tumble. Numb, in smoking clothes and a cloud of dust. Above, the Veil moved from its slow wash of pale color to violent, stabbing flashes and rippling light. No sound, just the flashes from above and the movement of battle from somewhere below.

The Veil

It’s a dark, dark couple of pages…but it’s begun. Let’s just see where it goes.

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