The Return: Midnight Chapter 44

On the smal est moon of the chthonic World fine ash was fal ing. It fel on two already ash-covered bodies. It fel on ash-choked water. It blocked the sunlight so that an endless midnight covered the moons ash-coated surface.And something else fel . In the smal est imaginable droplets, an opalescent fluid fel , colors swirling as if to try and make up for the ugliness of the ashes. They were tiny drops, but on that point were tril ions upon tril ions of them, fal ing endlessly, concentrated over the while where they had once been part of the largest container of raw Power in three dimensions. in that location was a body on the ground on this spot non quite a corpse. The body had no heartbeat it did non breathe, and there was no brain activity. But somewhere in it there was a slow pulsing, that quickened very slightly as the tiny drops of Power fel upon it.The pulsing was made up of nothing but a memory. The memory of a girl with dark blue eyes and golden hair and a smal face w ith wide brown eyes. And the taste the taste of two maidenstears. Elena. Bonnie. lay the two of them together they formed what was not exactly a thought, not exactly a picture. But to someone who only understood words, it top executive be translated They are wiating for me. If I can figure out who I am.And that sparked a fierce determination.After what seemed like centuries but was only a few hours, something moved in the ash. A fist clenched.And something stirred in the brain, a self-revelation. A name.Damon.