The Elderien Chronicles

The Rhythm

Alastair spent the rest of the day trying to figure out how he was going to break the wraith's magic. He was running out of time and he knew it. If he had not been alarmed before then, it wasn't so for his entire body was screaming with alertness.

To make matters worse, he could not tell what the time was. The cell they placed him in barely had a source of light. The strong, brick walls that held up the cell called out to him, telling him that he was not going to find a way out of the mess he was in. He suspected he was done.

But could he truly be? He had dinner in the past, he was well aware of that fact. Although he deserved to die for what he did to that girl, he had to live for Cara. His being alive would benefit him and the world around him better than his death. So, he closed his eyes again, took a deep breath, and focused his mind on the energy pulsating from the chain.

He noticed something.

"Four-three-four-two-four-one-four-three..."

The energy had a rhythm that gave differen