Free stories: In Morningstar’s Shadow
…e from an oncoming flood–happier days, shot through with that music, the sound of hundreds, of thousands of voices raised in song–of such pure, incandescent happiness that she almost couldn’t bear it–where was justice, where was fairness, in a world where Elisabeth could reach such beauty, and yet her children were forever gone? She came to with a start. Night had well and truly fallen; the House lay silent; and the power within her had sunk low,…