Allissa

The dragon eye woke before dawn, and its light changed everything.

I was not asleep when it happened. None of us truly slept at the pools, but I had drifted into the grey nothing that passes for rest when rest is impossible, my head on Darren’s chest, his heartbeat under my ear. What pulled me out of it was the light.

It came from the Rememberer’s pool, where the crystal sat in its niche in the rock. All night it had been dark, the dull red-black of a coal gone cold. Now it burned. ...