“Shadows?” Alexis repeated. “What shadows do you see?”
The troll held out a gnarled hand and asked, “Have you finished your tea?”
Alexis swallowed the rest before handing him the empty cup. She was disappointed, having hoped the troll would be able to help her, perhaps even answer some of Artac’s riddles. The troll accepted the cup. Rather than refill it, he stared into it.
At length, the troll said, “Your future is the greatest mystery of all. You are destined for great things, whether they be good or evil has not yet been determined. Though I see time is running out, the hourglass is almost full.”
Alexis listened.
“You have already met the one who shares your destiny, though you do not know him and he does not know you. If you follow your path, you will find him again.”
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