Ragar stepped forward and plucked a rose from beside him. He walked next to Arwen and put his hand out. The rose wilted and the color evaporated from its pedals. Arwen took the rose and engulfed it in her bright warm light, suddenly the rose sprang to life with it's vibrant color returned. Gasps escaped from all the council members.
Falek smiled in satisfaction as he brushed his fingers on her chin. Ragar's stance stiffened, clearly bothered by Falek. It struck me as odd, it was as if Ragar was jealous but of what? Malek stood like a statue with a cold face on, he waited for Falek to speak.
"Our salvation!" Exclaimed one of the men, "Mamon was not the only one stripped from giving light, so were we when our creator abandoned us." He continued somberly. The others nodded behi
