A second light appeared.
A wooden bird.
Then a third.
A small crescent pendant.
Then a fourth.
A silver key.
The objects floated around the figure.
"You wanted to be free."
Jude's mind filled with fragments.
A dark room.
A table.
A child crying.
A tree.
A door.
His own voice saying something he could not quite hear.
The figure lowered its hand.
"So I agreed."
The fourth Sol suddenly shouted.
"YOU LIED!"
The figure looked at him.
"Did I?"
"You said he would come back!"
"I did."
"You said we would all be together!"
"I did."
"You said nobody would be lost!"
The figure's expression did not change.
"And nobody was."
The child trembled.
The figure looked towards Jude.
"You were the one who asked me to keep them."
Jude stared.
"Who are you?"
The figure stepped closer.
The doorway widened.
The tree's roots began to break.
The older Jude raised his hand, and a silver symbol appeared in the air.
A barrier formed between the figure and the group.
