1542 Last Journey
And there it was.
They had left on the last journey of this tumultuous, dreadful Nightmare.
For Sunny and Nephis, it was especially poignant, because they had come from the far reaches of the future — and were now on their way to the furthest reaches of the past, where Verge stood.
It must have been especially emotional for Cassie, as well, because she was leaving the city she had spent a whole year ruling and trying to preserve. Now, its fate depended on whether they would be successful in their battle against the First Seeker.
In any case, she would never see Fallen Grace again.
None of them knew if it would even exist, in any kind of way, should they prevail. However, it was inevitable for Fallen Grace to be destroyed should they fail.
The blind girl did not look back. Instead, she stood at the bow of the flying ship, facing the setting suns. The others gave her some space, knowing that there had to be a storm of complicated emotions weighing on her heart.
Only Sunny could see her face, visible to the shadow that was hiding close by.
Cassie's face was not wistful or sad. Instead, it was full of resolve and determination… impatience, even. It was as though she had been waiting for this moment for a long, long time.
Which was true, of course. Apart from Mordret, she had spent by far the longest in this Nightmare. Sunny knew that he was sick and tired of the Tomb of Ariel. The blind girl had to be feeling the same, but much more intensely.
'We've been here for so long.'
Sunny had come to Ariel's Tomb far away from here. He had spent time with Nephis, come to care for and then lost Ananke, traveled to Fallen Grace and got to know the culture of the River People there, fought against all kinds of underwater horrors on the way to Aletheia's Island, withstood the insidious hell of the time loop, dove into the depths of the Great River and emerged from the other side, battled against the Defiled Saints in Twilight…
It was hard to believe, but he had spent more time in the Tomb of Ariel than in Antarctica, not to mention the Kingdom of Hope.
Cassie, though… she had been here longer than even on the Forgotten Shore.
And that was without even counting the unknown number of cycles the seven of them had lived through before arriving at this one… hopefully, the last.
The Chain Breaker soared above the waves, flying toward the Edge.
Sunny spent some time enjoying the view of the blazing river, then rubbed his face and retreated to his cabin. There, he concentrated on preparing for the alteration of Neph's silver blade.
Now that they were en route to Verge, he felt a sense of urgency and wanted to finish with it as soon as possible.
A day passed in meticulous work, then another.
On the third day, they reached the duskward edge of the Great River.
It was much like the dawnward edge, but also different. The enormous, inconceivable waterfall was the same. The powerful current that threatened to destroy anything plunged into its crushing embrace was the same. The dark void beyond the Edge was the same, as well.
The Chain Breaker crested the breaking point of the waterfall and flew into the abyssal darkness, leaving the Great River behind. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
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