Azriel POV
Azriel allowed Kali to lead her outside to the dark plain. It was difficult for her to walk on it barefoot. Like the rocky cavern it was full of stones and pebbles. The Blight was an ugly place. A place which stank of hopelessness despair and death. She now saw half grown and twisted trees, odd shaped clumps which passed for shrubs, and a trickle of grey water, which might have once been a river. Smoke and smog filled the dark red sky and all sorts of odd creatures seemed to abound here. She saw the wraiths keeping at a distance, she saw ugly large hounds, and sharp toothed wolves. She saw craven birds in the sky. This place was teeming with life, ironical as that might sound.
