The First Seeker was dead… devoured by the same abominations it had created.
The abominations were dead, too.
Daeron of the Twilight Sea was gone. So was Cronos, the King of the River People.
Even the Great River was dead, its dwindling waters standing still. Silence and desolation ruled the Tomb of Ariel now, suffused with darkness.
The Time Slayer sailed across the empty dark void of the Tomb of Ariel, drawing closer and closer to the Estuary. In fact, Sunny judged that they should have already reached it — but there was nothing but silent darkness around them. No water, no mist, no treacherous currents…
He had been wondering how to find the heart of the Estuary without the Guiding Light, but it seemed like that would not pose a problem.
Ananke was at the helm of the ancient ship, its sails full of wind.
