Erisgrirlum stood on the balcony of the outermost tower of the castle that overlooked Big Dip and Elvenland on the far side.
He couldn't help but have a bad feeling, he had been standing there since twilight, watching the sky darken by degrees, until it was close to midnight. Nothing had happened yet.
The brooch given by the Dragon was clutched in a vice grip in his hand and he wondered just when it would start. The Dragon had given him a rough timeline of when the dark forces would begin and also what his stance should be. But, the whole day had passed by and nothing had happened.
He wondered if had misunderstood or that the Dragon had been wrong. What if the dark forces had already succeeded? But would that be possible without getting rid of the Elves? Could Yggdrasil already have-
Just as he was thinking he suddenly heard the sound of rapid footfalls behind him and he turned slightly to see one of the guards rushing to him.
