Vulc stood in the court of the Old One, listening to his two halves argue.
Today was scheduled to be his trial for forcing the valcanoes to erupt on the mortals, but if he was lucky, the Old One would tire of debating with hisself and declare him innocent (wrongly, of course).
"I tire of this debate," đã đưa ý kiến the Old One. "Begone from my prescence."
Vulc was rather lucky.
Upon returning to his castle, Vulc heard news from his sister.
"Are bạn sure Sister? Mother đã đưa ý kiến it herself?"
It was rather odd. Vulc was one of the Four. For there to be a fifth?
Heresey. Pure heresey.
"Mother did say so...
Vulc, I fear for her"
Vulc flinched momentarily. The four were never supposed to call each other again bởi their names.
"Mother is no fool, Sister. She will come to her senses."
Vulc only hoped he was correct.
If the Old One were to hear of Mother's rambilings.... it was to bleak for Vulc to imagine.
"Goodbye, V-... Brother", đã đưa ý kiến the Sister as she left.
Vulc was laid to rest in his giường just as he heard the voice in his conciousness.
'Hello, Brother', đã đưa ý kiến the voice. 'I'm glad you're ready for me'
Vulc fought the voice off, finally gaining sleep, though a restless one.