The Eternal Equinox (The Shadowweaver Trilogy Book 3) by Holly Monroe

Author:Holly Monroe [Monroe, Holly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-09-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 29

Viola

Ihave memories of sitting outside as the sun began to set, the wind blowing across my face, and a slight chill in the air. The type of dusk that felt crisp, tangible, like I could clutch it to my chest and keep it with me.

Avidor's voice feels like that. It crashes over me, whipping around my ears until it wraps itself deep within me.

"I have been so impressed by your journey," he says as we walk to the home I had prepared for him. "I mean, really, when my brother had you captured, I was worried you wouldn't make it out."

His praise flies over my head as I get stuck on something he said. "How did you watch all of this?"

The Harvest Lord looks up at the sky, closing his eyes to the sunlight. He's a uniquely handsome man. His features are strong, with a long, pointed nose, high cheekbones, and slightly gaunt cheeks. The rot that crawls up his body has a beautiful intricacy as if it were a tattoo. With long, thin limbs and a slim build, he reminds me a bit of Loris, Zeph's friend.

He catches me examining his appearance and raises his eyebrow with a sly grin on his face. "I know my brother told you we trapped him in a realm devoid of sensory input," he begins.

"Which, we're going to talk about, you know that, right?"

"Of course," he concedes, but he waves me off. "When the others are here, we will all need to discuss what happened."

He stops walking, waiting for my attention to be wholly on him, and holds his hands in front of him in the shape of a square. "Think of this realm as a glass box. Everything that ever was, or ever will be, is in this box. It's visible but unreachable outside of it. Outside the box are other boxes, and there is an endless collection of them lined up in rows infinitely. Within each box is a realm, unlike anything you could dream of."

The idea of so many worlds, so many planes of existence, is hard for me to fathom. I try to picture these boxes lined up in columns and rows and walking between them. In my mind, it's a blank, white room with glass cubes that are in rows and columns, and I can walk between them all and peer into each realm.

"I was trapped outside this realm," he continues, dropping his hands. "But instead of being free to wander and see other realms, imagine that the Krillium box was placed inside another, larger box. My siblings and I were each slid between the interior and exterior boxes. We couldn't interact, but we all had visibility of the realm."

"So the three of you watched your high priests betray you and not return you?" I ask, taking him by the elbow and turning him down a broken pathway.

His face darkens, and his jaw ticks. Suddenly, the calm, almost sleepy God looks as dangerous as the storms he commands.

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