2. to the dead city
When Fredariko Duncan was small, he had nightmares. As he grew up, this part of his life faded away and, by the time he turned ten, his memory of it had faded as well. At the age of seventeen, when leaving for Ebony Fields, he had no recollection of the horrible images he’d seen in his sleep as a child. His parents, on the other hand, remembered quite clearly the disturbingly vivid pictures Duncan had drawn when asked why he’d woken in a sweat and crying. Pictures of unspeakable things.
Not remembering his dreams, he prepared to leave for Ebony Fields blindly, trusting in his parents to make the right decisions. However, on the morning of his departure, his childhood friend had come to him, practically crying, trying to ascribe words to a horrendous dream he’d just had. Matthias Kinjaku, fifteen, had long been recognized as having prophetic dreams.
Duncan, aware that it had meaning, was frightened upon hearing of the dream. In Kinjaku’s words, words that haunted Duncan forever, should he go to Ebony Fields, “the city would die.” He went anyway. He couldn’t argue with his parents—that was what he felt every time he opened his mouth in their presence along the road to Ebony Fields. Little did he know that this small migration was the only alternative to his exile, an exile long delayed from when he was three. The elders decided they wanted to be rid of him.
Upon arriving in Ebony Fields, the Duncan family discovered that the wise man they’d arranged to meet had actually been a dabbler, one who experimented with magic illegally, and also that he had been executed.