The Liaraen

by Kiara Crane
originally published at 10:34PM on Sunday, March 25, 2007

The darkest of darkness enveloped me, lifting me off the ground and into the impenetrable black sky. Slowly, the sounds of panic died away and I wondered if it was because the creatures had killed everyone or if the blackness blocked out noise as well as sight. I considered struggling, I even ordered my body to fight, but I was too panicked even to move. What was going to happen to me?

A whispery voice kissed my cheek: “Be brave, young mage, I have been told to spare you.”

Mage? Somewhere I found the courage to talk. “Wh-who are you?”

“I am a Darkbringer, a Liaraen, as we call ourselves. My name is Fey and I have been ordered to keep you alive.”


“You will discover that soon enough.”

Her tone made me hold my tongue. Somehow I didn’t think that this—Darkbringer?—would go out of her way to obey her order. If I became a nuisance she could always drop me and tell whomever was in charge that it was an accident. I doubted they would care.

“You do not know who you are, do you, young mage?”




  • from Robotech_Master:

    Mmm, nice and mysterious. A good continuation of the previous one. A good deal to work with here.

  • from uselessness:

    Nice segue into the realm of fantasy. While that’s not exactly my stomping grounds, I’ll see what I can do with it… :-)