The Mirror of the Moon (Revenant Wyrd Book 2) by Travis Simmons Read Free Book Online Page B

medallion’s wants.” Grace spread her hands out to her side.
    “Or it could possibly be the working of the spirit world that we do not understand. The most likely case is that something went wrong when Pharoh transferred her essence into the medallion. Remember that Cianna was the key for holding her mother here in the world of the living. This means the conditions in which Pharoh stayed here were dependent on Cianna’s desires.”
    “How could Cianna have desired anything? She was an infant,” Jovian pointed out.
    “That may have been so, but even as an infant she possessed enough power to hold a soul back from the Ever After and keep it here in the Great Realms. This was an infant that had only a fraction of her intended power, as she had not yet matured, and yet she still had the power to hold a fully developed soul back from the Darkest Hour.” Grace bit the stem of her pipe and watched them as smoke drifted toward the ceiling.
    “That’s powerful,” Joya agreed.
    “Of course it is. Would you expect the daughter of Arael and Pharoh to be anything other than powerful? At any rate, no matter the reason for the medallion acting on the whim of the holder; it was originally intended to be a tool for learning. It was meant to teach Sylvie’s child, or in this case children.”
    “Why wouldn’t Pharoh want it to teach Cianna?” Jovian asked.
    “Necromancers have their own training, their own guides and teachers. Not to mention that was a power Pharoh never possessed. How could she teach her daughter to use a power she never controlled? No, Pharoh was the greatest sorceress the Great Realms ever saw. She knew Sylvie would give birth to a sorcerer, and she intended to be that child’s teacher.”
    “But why? Why would she need to teach someone her ways if she thought all the Chaos had been, or would be, wiped clean of the Great Realms?” Joya asked.
    Grace laughed. “Joya, only a fool would ever think Chaos could be wiped clean of a place. She wanted someone to carry on her legacy, return to the teachings of the Goddess, pick up where she left off, and lead the sorcerers to come. She knew she was going to die. As I said before, Pharoh intended on dying. If she was going to die, she knew someone else would have to pick up where she left off, keep the tradition of wyrd alive, and guide those souls that sought guidance through the mysteries.”
    “But who’s the guide?” Angelica asked.
    “Isn’t it obvious?” Joya said. “It’s Amber. Pharoh wanted Amber. Amber is the guide.”
    “Then that means Porillon’s intending to destroy the line? She wants to stop Pharoh’s teachings from coming back?” Jovian sounded panicked.
    “That is what I think. That and she is obviously seeking retribution for the death of her master. Who better to seek vengeance on than Sylvie’s heir and Pharoh’s intended successor? Not to mention she has the medallion in her reach now, and if she uses it right she could literally control all the realms.
    “Now, Angelica, you wanted to know more about the Lunimara back before we reached the Temple of Badock, and now I shall tell you why it has not been used since the time of Sylvie and Pharoh.
    “The Lunimara was taken over by Chaos; it was defiled by the very scum that killed Pharoh. When he came back into power, when he awoke after his long sleep, awoke in response to the power of Sylvie and Pharoh, Arael took up residency in the Lunimara. At first he was very weak, and he was able to go almost undetected by the pilgrims that came there. As he gained power, however, his Chaotic nature began to mar the pure energy of the place. The pilgrims began to feel this malice like a sickness in the mind. Eventually Arael’s power so corrupted the Lunimara that one of the postulants killed a high ranking votary during devotions. Needless to say, it was not long before there were no more pilgrimages there.
    “With the activity of the temple at rest, and the Mirror of the Moon now