Ankyra Sound Glow

A couple of months. And she had only just had the dream recently. She wondered why she hadn't felt something when it happened but then took solace in the knowledge that everything happened for a reason. She was here exactly when she needed to be. Still, her heart ached as she was sure her brothers' hearts did. Ptolemy mentioned a daywalker named Minuet. She was his. Morgra nodded. She knew her brother would succeed where their mother had failed. 

She felt anger seize her heart; the same anger she heard in her brother's voice. Disappointment mixed with the anger in her chest; it was potent and she was quiet for a moment. She didn't think his betrayal warranted any more time spent thinking or talking about it. But her brother was correct: The Listener called them here because she knew they would never betray her or the druids. 

She was eager to get home. I missed you both as well. Morgra longed for the embrace of the sea. She wanted to be enveloped in the dark water. So she chose not to wait for the bridge. Morgra strode into the water and when she could no longer feel the muddy ocean floor, she started to swim.