Memory sat among the ashes, pale hands colored gray. Memory's eyes are full of sorrow, face painted with a frown.
"The circle has fallen. Thirteen times the circle has fallen...13. Katar won again. He tried something none of us planned for...none of us prepared for...."
Memory walked among the remains of the Sacred Circle Of Unity, Knowledge and Power, long black shift molding itself to slender legs.
"We were prepared for him to use Shorack to kill Kirynii again, for Lodronious and Jussef to kill each other...or for Jussef to turn against Kirynii. But what he did...what he did was far worse and so very unexpected..."
Memory sighed, eyes closing.
"Who would have thought he would have turned the sisters against each other? How could we have known he would be successful in breaking them and their bond? He never had been able to before."
Memory kneeled down between the bodies of Kirynii and Tarani, placing a hand on each girl's forehead. Each hand glowed blue and each sister was suddenly infused with a silver light.
"Fight the dark one, sisters of the soul. He has won the battle but do net let him win the war. There be no hatred in either of your hearts for the other. Free your love again...glance past the darkness within. Fight to see the light again."
Memory closed her eyes and bound their hands to each other's. Memory stood slowly, and the bodies levitated to the height of Memory's shoulders.
"Sleep well, Sisters of Power, let new wounds heal and speak soon to each other. Speak when your hearts are not angry...when your eyes are not blind to the love of each other. You will be given a second chance in this lifetime. Love each other---heal each other. Push the dark ones out of your lives..."
The head of Memory lowered.
"Hold and love sisters. Stand fast and true. You both owe it to the circle. You have responsibilities, both to the circle and to each other..."
Memory sighed.
"Live. Fight.
Forgive. Love. Honor."