They had spent the night at the IPD outpost, and the sunrise didn't shed any light on the events of the previous day. It was likely that nothing ever would. Especially on the singing. But they had successfully located and secured a dragon - one that hadn't exploded so far - and whether it made any sense or not was immensely irrelevant ( Read more... )

Something, in an area of his mind he had no immediate access to, was wrong.

He performed normally, executing his duties, going through daily routines unerringly. But there was a component missing, as if a command was awaiting execution without his knowledge of it; seeking a trigger.

And there was something else… a feeling.

It didn't belong. He ( Read more... )