At first Morwid couldn't say what had awakened him. One moment he was dreaming peacefully of his old life in the castle, the next he was wide awake, his failing eyes straining against the darkness of the sea cave.
Drawing his blanket around his shoulders, he sat up, listening for any sound of approaching danger, but all was quiet, save the trills of the forest creatures and the crashing of the sea against the rocky shore below.
He lit a torch and moved to the opening of the cave. Above him the night sky glowed with the color of blood. Along the horizon a sphere of light pulsed and grew until it blotted out all...