This is the new Remembrance. Prologue Spoiler “Galland you bloody fool run!” Aswar ran the other way, looking for his wife. Tears streamed down his ashen face. “Anna, my love, where where where! ANNA!” He screeched, falling to the ground and clawing at the dirt until his fingers were bloody. Too many, Too many he could never find her she was gone, gone. The screams of the stone birds shook the dirt under his boots, making comprehensable thought impossible. “ANNA!” A glimpse of the pure white dress she had worn that day, shining black hair streaming behind an oval face. He ran, dodging around other people, knocking some to the ground. She saw him too, her eyes, so deep and lovely and scared were locked on his flaying form as he tried to reach her. Her legs started turning, her arm reached out as a plain free of people opened up for Aswar. Both were sprinting now, tears were now visible on her face. They stretched toward each other, ready for an embrace like millions of moments before; Hope sprang into those beautiful brown eyes; So close – and a white light suffused both into oblivion.