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The Novae Terrae, volume 1 - third excerpt

"The Novae Terrae, volume 1: Blood War", by Bloodwitch Luz Oscuria
"The Novae Terrae, volume 1: Blood War", by Bloodwitch Luz Oscuria

This is the third excerpt from my novel, "The Novae Terrae, volume 1 : Blood War", in its version translated by Andreea Mirică.

On the way back to the citadel of Poenari, the bodies of the fallen Eternals carried by the others, Kornél did not utter a word. After the disappearance of Luisù Sazanùs’s body and Viorica’s death, he had put his sword in its scabbard, accompanied by his dagger. Then he stood upright as a stake while watching the Eternals retrieve one by one the remains of their brothers and sisters who had just died. They had to be brought back to the castle, and a decent burial was to be prepared for them.

Once at the gates of their hiding place, under the foundations of the castle, the group let those who were carrying the bodies of the deceased pass. The Eternals immediately organized themselves and proceeded with the burial. The night was not quite over, this was the best time not to draw attention to them. Kornél preferred not to take part in the preparations, although he was invited to do so by some Eternals. He was not ready to take responsibility for the deaths of these beings, for whom he felt responsible, nonetheless.
Maybe if he had shown less zeal in the face of Luisù, they would all still be alive. He played that thought over and over in his head, and could not seem to get away from it, as the Eternals rushed to get everything up and running as quickly as possible. All in all, it was about ten bodies that they had to prepare for burial. It was not the first time that the order had lost several members at once, but those who had experienced similar misfortunes in the past had not yet gotten used to the situation.
The mood within the order was particularly gloomy as the procession resumed its march to a quiet location in the forest. Candles were held by some of the Eternals who had taken part in the march, around those who carried the remains covered in large shrouds. Once arrived at a clearing in the woods, the deceased were deposited on the ground, and the Eternals armed with shovels dug the grave which would then shelter the dead.
Kornél was physically present, but mentally far away. He only had eyes for the shroud in which Viorica’s body lay. He had replayed the fight against Luisù Sazanùs in his lead time and time again, and always felt he could have avoided what had happened. No one had dared to ask him how he felt. All of the Eternals were aware that the Hunter being human, was certainly plagued by sensations which they could not comprehend, and against which they could do nothing.

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