The night was bright over the ruins of Echad Mirobel due to the sky being clear. The stars shone down upon the remnants of the past casting eerie shadows to those who watched through the darkness.
Hiril Elisbeth had arrived earlier in the evening and I now watched as she studied the book before her, its ancient pages cast a glow upon her fine features. Was there an enchantment at work or mere playful reflections of the fire I could not tell? But old beyond my years I knew the book to be.
