‘“Of course there has been the odd bit of trouble. Once the euphoria of escape wore off, plenty of people started to regret what they’d left behind. We’re all living in wooden huts here, at best. We’ve precious few tools, no way of quarrying stone just yet and nothing to eat but what we find in the ground and on trees. Mind you, Sha-Kaan says there are animals that might be farmed and I’m sure we’ll get around to that.
‘“We did a census when we got here. Everyone was counted and we carved names in strips of bark and wood. Two hundred and seventy-two thousand, one hundred and forty-one humans made it. Not many when you think about it but it’s best not to dwell on the past, isn’t it?
‘“As for the elves, well, they are few in number. Twenty-three thousand, four hundred and five. But they seem content enough. Most of them have disappeared into the forests to build temples and settlements. We see a lot of Rebraal although he is quite busy. He seems to be the ruler of the elves, if they have such a thing.
‘“Then there are the dragons. It’s strange to look up and see the sky full of them. Comforting for me. Not so for others. But they are not numerous and have no access to the healing streams of inter-dimensional space. Sha-Kaan says they will have to seek new dimensions in this cluster in which to live or they’ll all fade and die. That is not a happy thought.
‘“By the way, Hirad is being a real pain. Remember that dragon you carved for him? He left it at home and he wants to go back and get it. He doesn’t understand and it’s driving me and Mother mad.
‘“It’s hard to say if we’ll survive and flourish. There is such hope, but when I talk to Mother, there are so many problems to face. We need a government and an economy, she says. I think we need you.
‘ “I miss you, Father. I always will.” How’s that?’
Sha-Kaan was silent for a moment and Jonas thought he had drifted off to sleep. But then he opened his mouth wide and clacked his jaws together gently.
‘It is perfect. Every word is from the heart. And you will survive, Jonas Solson. And the people will no longer need Sol. They will have you.’
‘What we really need is a deck of cards,’ said Hirad. ‘You know, something to while away the centuries when we run out of things to talk about.’
‘Don’t be stupid, Hirad,’ said Ilkar.
‘Why, don’t you like cards?’
‘No,’ said Sol. ‘It isn’t that. It’s just that there’ll never be a time when you don’t have something to say.’
‘You have a point,’ conceded Hirad.
‘And anyway, time is meaningless here,’ said Sirendor.
‘So?’
‘So, dear barbarian soul, we cannot count the boring centuries, nor the exciting ones. We’ll only know the moments when we are called to defend the door,’ said Erienne.
‘You aren’t making our eternal task sound all that exciting,’ said Darrick.
‘I’m with you, General,’ said Hirad. ‘We should have gone to the halls of the ancients and left Auum here to see the place safe.’
‘Or back to the bliss of the dead with the Protectors,’ said Darrick.
‘Neither of you means that, do you?’ said Sol.
Hirad smiled. ‘I never was one for having nothing to look forward to.’
‘It really is very dull, this place, isn’t it?’ said Ilkar.
‘It could do with a lick of paint of some other colour than ivory,’ said Erienne.
‘Hey, Ilks, maybe you could whistle up some more mountains, squeeze a few more Garonin and eke out some red for us.’
‘Maybe if I cut out your tongue we’d get both a lovely red and a bit of peace and quiet.’
Hirad took a long look about him. The ivory expanse of Ulandeneth surrounded them endlessly. The door to the new dimensional cluster was hidden now but souls travelled it nonetheless. The threat of the Garonin would never fade though, and so the decision to remain had been an easy one.
The Raven were seated for the time being on the Ulandeneth side of the door. Their place of rest was within. Timeless sleep until the footfall of the enemy summoned them to fight.
‘This must be the perfect eternity for you, mustn’t it?’ said Thraun, back in human form. ‘Knowing The Raven will go on forever.’
‘You know what,’ said Hirad. ‘It is.’
‘While for us the thought of being saddled with you in perpetuity is nothing short of a living hell,’ said Ilkar.
‘Ah, but you love me really,’ said Hirad.
‘That is occasionally true,’ said Erienne.
‘When you’re asleep, mostly,’ said Sirendor.
‘Speaking of which, come on, Raven, TaiGethen.’ Sol clapped his hands together. ‘Time to sleep. Hanging around out here will only garner us unwanted attention.’
Hirad stood. ‘Fitting, don’t you think? The Raven? Guardians of the new world?’
‘Yes,’ said Ilkar. ‘They must all sleep so soundly knowing they are defended by a dead barbarian. The door kept closed against the Garonin by the sheer weight of your ego.’
Hirad’s laughter echoed away into the vastness of Ulandeneth. One by one, they faded to grey specks and disappeared inside to enjoy comfort and rest as one. The Raven, together again. And, as Hirad attested as they slipped into blissful sleep, as it was always destined to be.
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