"They are coming," she breathed, her raspy voice enveloped in the smoke around her. "They bring The Reckoning," Arnina raised her eyes, unveiling the luminous emerald orbs beneath her lids.
"We are ready," her young companion replied, a soft smile dancing at the corners of her black stained lips. The sparse light made her pale skin glow white gold and whispered through her unruly auburn curls, giving her a halo.
Arnina leaned her silvery head back in the worn damask winged armchair, "All of them will be there together,"
"It's about time," the sorceress across her muttered. She turned and left, leaving Arnina in contented silence./p