All Chapters of Dark Goddess: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

EPILOGUE: eighteen years laterThe boy sat hunched up next to the small tide pool and peered steadily into it, observed life in all the diversity that exists even in the small. Near the surface, a few shrimp-like animals were playing the game of life and death, life and love, love and death - just as their ancestors had done twenty-eight years ago, when another young man looked into the sea and made a momentous decision . Ultimately, he owed his life to this decision. The pool was not far from a sanded rocky beach with dark, moss-like vegetation, on which the boy had been conceived about eighteen years ago - but he did not know that and even if he had suspected it he was not in the mood to think about it ponder. Because he quarreled with his fate, which banished him here to this small island, on which he had to endure the same everyday life, while the firmament and thus the whole universe waited above him. Countless worlds, known as well as unknown to mankind, which he and ma

“When lightning strikes, it is always bright around the point of impact, that would also be the case on the edge of the world. But if it wasn't Issa, it wasn't. What if there was something beyond the edge of the world, I mean countries! "“And then who will support the Himmelsee?” She asked."How can you support a lake, that is complete nonsense anyway!""Hmmm. But if there were countries on the other side of the world, wouldn't people have to come from there occasionally? If there are people there, I mean. "“The edge of the world is a very high mountain range that nobody can conquer and it surrounds us like a circle. Or sometimes somebody succeeds, but then he might be slain by the priests of the six border fortresses, it could be. ""I don't think that the priests are that cruel, mother at least knows a few, but even if that's the case ... if that's not true with the sky lake, where do the gods live?"That made Anw

The game The room reveled in splendor and abundance, noble wall paintings covered the high walls, the numerous windows adorned arches, the columns that separated them were emblazoned with ivory carvings and inlays made of lapis lazuli. From here you could see the life and goings-on in the city from a lofty height without having to notice its vapors. Whoever looked down from here could feel sublime, like a god and the lord of the tower had no doubt that little separated him from the gods.Beautiful slaves in short silk dresses knelt at the two entrances to read the nobles' every wish from the lips and behind them stood men of the guard in splendid, ornate armor, with swords with gold pommel and shields adorned with precious stones to ward off intruders and the two, who rested on comfortable loungers at the low, richly laid table, to protect them from assassinations, for none of the rulers was particularly popular.Zagran, the ruler of the First City

Fertan, who had opened the curtains on his litter again, waved to the newcomers. "Get back into your carriages and follow me to my - pardon - to the palace of the noble governor of Ur'Tragon, if you like a little welcome drink!" It said, gave its servants the order to leave and waved its mother-of-pearl slipper in anger around without impressing the mosquitoes.With the exception of the bodyguard, who paused behind the slave dealer, they found themselves at the long table in the great hall of the palace after W'Heton had given his sergeant the necessary instructions for his warband; the guests were entertained with must and fermented Zohjamich, with fresh bread, fruit and cold meat, after Fertan had introduced them to his wife, his son and the two traveling monks. Fertan addressed the floor to his successor, who also replaced T'Ertos in personal union and sat across from him: “What I can't quite understand is the sheer number of your soldiers. For a small, fortified cit

 They had to leave their carriages at the junction because the road had become increasingly narrow and bumpy and they didn't want to risk a broken axle or wheel. The healer had taken the path to the edge fortress with the candidate priests and three soldiers, while SiVender hadn't felt like talking to boring monks and looking for a comfortable and mosquito-free place to sleep. With two armed escorts who could take turns keeping watch, he felt safe enough to spend the night outside.SiVender heard the low, lively chat and motioned his bodyguards to be quiet. Superfluous, because the two hadn't spoken a single word and, despite their light armor, moved as quietly as mountain cats.Carefully he peered around the bend and looked at his prey, a boy and a girl picking berries, his dinner, as he decided spontaneously. His professional look told him that the girl was going to fetch a high price at the slave market in Ur'Agron, for she had a very beautiful face and