Beyond Night
Drust closed his eyes, smiled and then looked down at Gonar.
A single tear escaped the eye of Gonar. “Is the day here, master?”
“Lammas has arrived, the first harvest festival for us. Lughnasadh as we say is here at long last. Lugh of the shining spear looks down upon us well.” He then leaned down, bloody hands on the boy’s shoulders, and said into Gonar’s heed without moving his lips, “On you and I. Today, we are together.”
“I’m afraid, master,” Gonar confessed, tears springing to his eyes in full.
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