I finally knew the purpose of my sacrifice: to use my power to stand sentinel here. The Immortal Sun was far safer here than it had ever been in Torrezon. When I finally found this place, I knew beyond doubt that I should not disturb it. Our humility and deference to forces greater than ourselves light the path of our salvation, not the Immortal Sun.

This dark power that we took into ourselves, the horrors that we wrought-all of it was meant to give us the strength to find the Immortal Sun and protect it from the likes of Pedron the Wicked and those who would use its power for their own selfish ends. Our order was meant to guard the Immortal Sun, not to use it. Why I returned to Torrezon to give the gift so long ago. 'Finding true immortality was never our purpose, my child. Shaking with rage, Vona gathered herself before asking, 'Why? Why have you betrayed our people? Why have you denied us the true immortality?' 'My journey ended centuries ago, when I found this place.' 'How long? How long have you been here? How long? HOW LONG?'Įlenda did not so much as blink. In the blink of an eye, she closed the distance between herself and Elenda and began to shriek. Vona rose from her kneeling position as though the floor had suddenly caught fire. 'Orazca's magic was subsumed so long as the Immortal Sun was here. 'The power that was bound here is free,' Tishana said. 'Saint Elenda, wait! You must go after it! We have to retrieve the Immortal Sun!'Įlenda smiled gently and shook her head. She turned and began walking back toward the door. 'So, it is gone for good.' She looked up, and nodded. Saint Elenda stood in quiet contemplation for a moment. 'But I saw something large fly away not long ago.' 'It vanished from underneath us,' Huatli said aloud, suddenly aware of the gaze of all four of the others. 'Saint Elenda, I don't know what you are talking about,' she sputtered. Vona looked up, her expression that of a confused child. 'Did the beast take it again?' Elenda asked. She looked down at Vona, who was trembling with an emotion Huatli couldn't quite read. Her golden eyes were forlorn, staring at the hole in the ceiling where the Immortal Sun once stood. Huatli knew immediately who it was, and sensed the others did as well, for Tishana tightened her fists at the same time that Vona and Mavren Fein fell to their knees. 'Is it gone, children of night?' said the shadow. Moments later, Mavren Fein clambered through the hole in the ceiling and moved to Vona's side.Ī shadow appeared at the door, silhouetted by the sinking sun.Įlenda, the Dusk Rose | Art by Chris Rahn Tishana waved her hand, and Huatli heard a thud followed by a pained groan from the room above. A massive door was open to the outside, and light spilled in to illuminate a room that had been dark for centuries. The place had the same musty smell that permeated the rest of Orazca. A rumpled nest of dried leaves and grass was heaped into one corner of the room-a bed for some giant creature. The two of them stood and looked around the room. Huatli got to her feet and walked over to help Tishana up. Malcolm shook off whatever had overcome him, extended his wings, and departed. The siren paused for a moment, and his head tilted for a moment as if he were listening for something. 'RUNNING AWAY!' the goblin screeched, clambering up on Malcolm's head. 'What do we do now?' Malcolm quietly asked Breeches. Breeches and the siren Malcolm were peering downward through the hole. A very distant 'Nooooo.' Huatli was too exhausted to laugh at how childish it sounded. 'The Immortal Sun is gone!'Ī faraway gasp. 'IT'S GONE, MAVREN!' Vona yelled upward, her voice agonized. 'What happened?' the hierophant yelled faintly from the room above them. 'Where did it go?! Which one of you took it?!' She was hissing in anger, stomping her feet on the ground. 'NO!' Vona yelled at the hole in the ceiling. Perhaps they were one and the same after all. She looked at Huatli, confused and alarmed. Tishana was staring at the place where he had been a moment before. 'I HATE THIS PLANE, I HATE THIS CITY, AND I WISH YOU ALL A VISCERALLY PAINFUL DEATH!' His body glowed a warm and vivid orange, and he called out, 'SEE YOU NEVER, PATHETIC FOOLS!' as he planeswalked away. He stood and glared at every person in the room. Where the Immortal Sun had been was now just a hole in the ceiling.Īngrath laughed heartily. She looked at Angrath, who blinked in dumbfounded amazement.

The lot of them landed in a breathless heap on the ground. The Immortal Sun vanished beneath their feet, and Huatli, Tishana, Vona, and Angrath all tumbled through the floor into the empty room below.

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