The Return of the Watchers (Armageddon Rising Book 1) by Denny Bennett

Author:Denny Bennett [Bennett, Denny]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Aluna Press
Published: 2016-08-30T04:00:00+00:00

The next day he awoke with a fog in his head, feeling as if he could sleep for another week. That, along with the monumental weight of the tasks that lay ahead, made his body scream in protest at the notion of getting up. Forcing himself upright, he rubbed his eyes when it dawned upon him that he had forgotten to tell Urieth about the strange object he possessed in addition to the cryptic message that Mahin had given him. It would have to wait. From behind the bedroom door he could hear the sound of dishes and pots clanging, along with the sound and aroma that accompany frying coming from the kitchen. Moving his mind to Yuki's thoughts, he saw that she was desperate to try and make this day go well for him. It was Christmas Eve and he needed to make some calls to his relatives on short notice. Her surface thoughts revealed nothing else to him, so he got dressed and made his way out into the kitchen where Yuki had breakfast waiting on the table. “Please, sit,” she said, motioning with her hand. She had a worried smile on her face. The breakfast was a nice gesture that served as a brief respite to take his mind off of his mother's passing. “I looked up some of the Norwegian recipes and hopefully this does not taste too bad,” she said, preparing him for potential disaster. “Yuki, this could taste like dirt and I would be thankful. But it smells wonderful and looks every bit as Norwegian as my mother made it,” he said, peeking at her thoughts. He remembered when Yelnisha looked into his mind and decided it was best not to pry; Yuki's mind was her own private sanctuary. “I also looked up several funeral homes in Bergen and spoke with them. I wrote down the details. You can call when we're finished.” They gave thanks for their meal and proceeded with the cleanup. Dorian began by placing phone calls to the funeral home that had held his father's service, to Iduna's church, and to all the relatives and friends of his mother and father. The service was going to be held in the evening as he did not want his relatives to have their Christmas day celebration, what little there would be given all that had happened, on the same day as a funeral. The church was very accommodating, given the short nature and timing of Iduna's passing; however, there were many other casualties as a result of the earthquake and their time was limited. White flowers and lilies adorned her casket and surrounded the asiles. She would be laid to rest next to her husband and their family in a centuries old cemetery that was not far from where they had first met. A picture of Iduna and Jorn together was brought in by her close friend Berjit, who, along with several of her other close friends, mourned her loss. After many hugs and stories shared amongst Dorian and his relatives, they said their goodbyes.

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