(Nisha)
Ezowyn’s cottage was the same.
The land around his workshop was not.
It was changed, but I felt frozen. Underneath that was a pulsing of darkness that rang and tasted metallic.
Cameron insisted that his team go in first. When he returned he looked more grim than usual but motioned for us to go in.
Ezowyn’s body was preserved in some strange charred state. He wasn’t decaying, but he was definitely d.ead. It surprised me that I was relieved but didn’t feel any sense of satisfaction even though I was the one who orchestrated it.
“We must undo it,” Kevari said.
“How?” Laurel asked.
We all looked between each other.
“First, I think we need to put the river back in place,” Kevari responded.
So we did.
It was easier than when we tried to bend a f.orce of nature to our wi
