The glass fractured. Not shattering, not breaking, but fracturing. A web of hairline cracks spread across the floor of the central atrium. I stood in the center. The dust motes danced in the shaft of light that cut through the high windows. They were slow. They were indifferent.
I watched the lines grow. They moved with a terrible, geometric precision. It was not random. It was a map. A...
The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the mud around the manor into a thick, sucking paste that held the boots of the garrison like a trap. Captain Elias Thorne stood in the doorway of the great hall, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, though the blade was rusted and dull, a relic of a war that felt as distant and mythical as the legends they whispered about. The house was...
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