A Tempest of Shadows by JS Herod

Author:JS Herod [JS Herod, JA Miles]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Joseph Herod
Published: 2024-07-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter seven

A Promise of Power

In the chamber's dim light, Jerith stood still, an imposing silhouette wrapped in the quiet left by Valeria's exit. Her assumptions about his plans still rankled him, but he pushed these thoughts aside, focusing instead on the task at hand. Shadows clung to every corner of the room, pulsing with a dark expectancy, as if the very walls were alive with the history they'd witnessed and the foreboding secrets they held.

Jerith rifled through the tomes spread before him, each page a whisper from the past. His thoughts kept drifting to the Ver’Sut ruins, a puzzle half-solved, stirring his curiosity. Deep within, he was certain more artifacts lay hidden, waiting to be unearthed. His research had yielded little but fragments, echoes of a greater truth that tantalized his ambition. Restlessness took hold as he glanced around the room, the secrets of the tomes eluding his grasp. The scant clues from Ver’Sut, cryptic as they were, beckoned him toward Terrenholdt. It was in this rugged realm, among warriors and ancient lore, that his subsequent discovery awaited.

A solitary candle flickered on his desk, its feeble yet comforting light piercing the gloom. The candlelight struggled against the encroaching darkness, casting an ethereal dance over an ancient map before him. The map's aged edges flickered in and out of the light, offering fleeting glimpses into a past shrouded in mystery and allure. Jerith's sharp and discerning gaze followed its intricate lines and shapes with a reverence that betrayed his deep, consuming desire for control. Every mountain and river on the parchment was a silent narrator, recounting sagas of forgotten days and whispering promises of domination and rule.

Upon the map, the Kingdom of Terrenholdt was depicted with painstaking detail, its essence seeming to tremble beneath Jerith's unwavering stare. The dark ink that marked its boundaries was more than mere lines on paper; they were alive with hidden tales, resonating with stories of epic triumphs and devastating downfalls. Studying the map, Jerith's expression briefly betrayed a complex mix of yearning and a dark, almost tangible sense of entitlement.

The chamber around him was a silent guardian of history. Its walls, lined with shelves heavy with ancient tomes and long-forgotten artifacts, bore witness to the passage of centuries. Among these relics, the map was not just an object of interest but a captivating lure, drawing Jerith into its ancient spell. Below the lines and symbols that spoke of Terrenholdt's current majesty, there lay hints of a darker, more mysterious past—suggesting the map was not just a geographic representation but a complex puzzle, masking the legacy of a once-dominant civilization, now lost under layers of earth, time, and intentional erasure.

Jerith's touch hovered over a particular area of the map, his fingers barely grazing the surface. At that moment, the air in the room seemed to thicken, charged with a sense of impending destiny. Unknown to Jerith, this chosen path was set to reveal more than lost secrets; it threatened to unravel the essence of his very soul, testing the limits of his ambitious darkness.

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