Ashes and Kingdoms

That night, we were set to go wild while watching the shadows of Winnea Hill.

Everyone was exhausted, but Finn stayed on the lookout for nothing. The clouds were out and the stars were peeking everywhere, but the moon didn't seem to be out, and the area was dark. Audia's corner lights were the only thing I could count on. A line of shadows crawls on the slopes of a loose hill with nothing to block them from sleeping together.

In the cursory passing hours, Lena never showed up for long to wait.

(Naturally)

Huh, sighing, Finn looked around the camp. Oandus seems to have a sore wound and can't sleep well, and he moves about all the time, spilling a groan of missed bite. Nellis was quiet, but as she peered softly into her sleeping face, she could see several traces of tears on her dirty cheeks. Even the children hear a covert whimper: gush, hiccup.

Finn himself had a sense of considerable physical and psychological damage. My body hurt everywhere, and I was stunned by the absence of Igross trying to make sure I had a replacement for the watch, or the sight of battle flashing behind my brain and shivering.

(We need to work a little harder. Winnea is at the end of her eyes and nose if she gets here. Nothing more...)

- It's more or less the end of the state capital's eye and nose.

I realized that my thoughts were following the dialogue of the Igross during the day, and Finn stirred up again. At the tip of it, he falls between his knees without a head. I was half asleep.

Dangerous, Finn rubbed his eyes and stretched out. My body seemed to become a lump of cold clay, which made me more and more distracted.

(Lena)

Finn thought of the girl as she stared into the shadows of the hills cutting out the blue and black night sky. I missed you. I want to be touched with those hands and wrapped up in a warm, comfortable sleep like a cotton cloud. But.

(... to Lena, I guess it's painful. Treating tired and rough people like me right now is)

Hmm, sigh.

I don't think I want power, I just want to rest in peace - and when I thought like an excuse, something jizzed at the edge of my sight.

I look at you reflexively, frightening you. A fear of the lights going out, remembered on duty night at Nanais, showered cold water in his sleeping head.

――

Breathtaking, let your hips float. Audia's corner light was faintly blinking.

(Stupid)

It's not a flame that goes away easily. I thought the oil was about to run out, but when I shook it, it was in enough. Yet the light is weakening and is about to be no different than just a light.

Realizing what that meant, Finn was struck by shock.

Something happened to Master Fianella.

The dwelling in this corner lamp of blessings is like the protection, so to speak, of the migratory incense that Fianella the priest is bestowing. If there is any anomaly in the person, it also appears here.

(No way)

At a moment when a dark imagination came to mind, Finn heard a familiar sound in his ear and looked back gently. The hand is holding the sword reflexively.

In the sky the clouds draped in darkness again, and at the foot of the hill the darkness was elaborate.

In the darkness that softens like black water, pompous, pompous, and blue phosphorescent light lights. A pair of lights moved loosely as the claws sounded.

Finn quickly looked around. Nothing else... seems to be here. but running away would be dangerous to reject. The beast may still lurk where the angular light does not reach. It is wise to gather around the light to defend ourselves.

Wake up, Finn tried to scream.

But on the brink of it, the air I inhaled froze my throat. I'm stuck breathing so cold, I'm about to drop my sword at risk.

(No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Forced to eat all the rattling teeth and set up swords.

Shh, and the cold air erupted from the darkness. The moment he is touched by that invisible fingertip, Finn kneels, deprived of his power by despair. I seemed to see my people covered in ice behind my back.

(I don't like it)

Nellis, Uncle, Aunt, Mac - yes, and Farnayne. Absolutely, I swore to Igross.

The darkness slowly looms in front of me. I could hear him breathing at last. Finn grabbed his soul and brought it back as he gave up on his own and prepared to go into the afterlife, stirring a flame in the ever-colder furnace of life with a lack of will and will.

Shari, Shari......

Making a sound like stepping on a frost column, a beast of darkness comes.

Finn waited in tears, holding his sword with both hands. Perhaps the counterattack you can do before being eaten is just a wave. So if you were made to sound or make noise, someone would wake up.

Frosted eyelashes. I am cursed, surrounded by bottomless hatred and I cannot escape, trampled and pulled to death - such an idea dominates my head at will.

Still, Finn didn't move. Don't look away, stare at the blue light.

(Wolf)

Blurry, I felt contoured. The slight darkness in the darkness, the bluish shadow of the blue eye, reveals the appearance of itself.

Huh... Huh.

A cold breath hit my face. Blue eyes have no eyes, and darkness drips down from between the fangs to create stains on the ground.

(Now, do it, quick!

Finn tried to wave his sword, but the power of his will didn't even reach his arms. I don't even feel like I'm stoned anymore from shoulder to tip.

Phew, phew......

The beast seemed to smell Finn. As if you didn't see the person there, humming his nose and sniffing around without touching him directly. But I couldn't have seen it. Because at least Finn's eyes, with all their resistance and all their strength, and the eyes of a beast like a blue glass ball, did fit.

- And it looked faintly like the beast narrowed its eyes.

At the next moment, with a groan of anguish, a stick shook down directly beside Finn. The beast jumps away gently and the cold air fades. Finn, who returned to me, flies with an inappropriate beast, like an arrow released from a string pulled to its limit. Of course, I didn't mean to make a reckless assault. It's just that my body reacted on its own.

The sword, wielded in great measure, pierced the ground in vain. The beast is already far enough away, hiding in the darkness to gaze at this one.

Phew... Phew...

――

I did think I heard a laugh. As Finn opened his eyes stunned, the blue light dot blinked, plunging away.

I don't understand what happened, and I don't know if this is real, and Finn stands up stunned. He was powerless, and he sat down nagging.

"Phineas... are you all right?

In the voice of Oandus, he manages to look back cursorily. Audia's corner lights were on fire bright as usual, illuminated by that light, and I saw Oandus nodding. How tired the others are, or have they been deprived of their power by the cold air of that beast, they have no way of waking up.

"Uncle!"

Finn rushed back in haste. Oandus groaned, "I'm fine," but he was holding his right hand and pressing it against his chest. A new stain is spreading on the bandaged cloth. Still, he showed with a tight grin.

"A little scratch, it just hurts... he didn't do it to me. I'm not going to die. You're the face of the gods."

Finn shook his head, not if he was making a "such" joke. "I haven't been hit anywhere. It's okay, my uncle..."

I need help. I know, but there's nothing I can do in this situation. Finn moved his hand to bring itchy teeth, and then eventually, he gave up and sat in Oandus's place. The children wander around. Finn lowered his voice and whispered.

"Anyway, please rest. I've been on my turn for a while now. I'll wake up Mac or someone on the way."

"Phineas, before, you took the watch because you couldn't sleep in pain. Now it's my turn.... I'm not kidding, you look really bad. It's like peeking into the afterlife, sticking one foot in it, and coming back. Otherwise, it's like he's been crushed all day in our grinding mold."

"Uncle......"

Sleep tight.

Oandus slapped Pong and Finn on the back with the hands of those who were safe. It used to be the trick he did when he drove the kids to bed. In the warmth of his unchanging hand, Finn inadvertently nearly wept and fell asleep on the spot as he hurried and nodded.

"I'll sleep here. Then you'll know as soon as something happens."

"Oh. I'm counting on you."

Oandus responded calmly, but would not actually wake up Finn until the end of the line. And that was something we both knew.

As he lay down and closed his eyes, Finn was swaying loosely on the edge of his sleep.

(I wonder why he didn't eat me)

Is it just looking around as a scourge? I don't think there's such a division of roles. The beasts of darkness I've ever met are suddenly attacking me anyway, that's all they were. In that way, I didn't take the time to find out what was going on.

And in the end, he ran away without doing anything. Because of that cold breath, I felt like I had been crushed all day.

(Maybe... Me, they made fun of you?

Around. Conscious and stuck all the way into the swamp of sleep.

(... to them, there is such... emotion...)

In an instant, dip it to your head in dark muddy water. Shortly before it was completely swallowed, a pair of blue lights appeared - only one, flashing. It's like a precursor to a nightmare.

Immediately Finn began to take a quiet sleep, but deep wrinkles were engraved between his brows.