The trio stepped outside the whirlwind to find the clansmen waiting for them. Farhad looked at Azriel's tear stained face speculatively and asked, "All well? I presume you all are intact?"
"Intact?" thought Azriel. No she wasn't intact. She was shaken to her very core. What was in her future. The murder of her child. Killing everyone around her including Ashdeer. She shivered as she remembered the last visual, so horrific that she could not even bear to remember. Then six pointed star on her collarbone itched and was red. She wrapped her scarf around her neck tighter so no one could see it. She didn't want to think of it right now, it disturbed her too much. Yet, here in the calm sunlight all the visions looked very far away. She took a sideways glance at her fellow travelers to see how they had fared.
