Chapter 51 The Echo Throne

The fall into the chasm was in silence, except for the howling wind and the thudding of two hearts, one cursed by moonfire, the other by ancient blood. Selene arrived first on the ground, bending her knees with practiced ease. Damien was hit behind her by an instant, the snarl burning in his throat as he stood beneath the burden of the world like a weight chained to his heart. Obsidian veins traced themselves through walls alive, threading together like pulsating arteries: a crimson tide coursed between like life within his veins, urging him towards awareness.