“Eithan…this is it for us,” Lindon said. “We’re all gone.” Eithan brushed off his hands and wiped his face clean with a cloth. He let the cloth fall, and all trace of his tears was gone. He held out his right hand, and revealed that he had been holding something else. A black marble. “No,” Eithan said, “just me.” The marble cracked. Eithan looked into the sky as he held out the black marble. “Remove restraints and release authority. Authorization zero-zero-eight…Ozriel.”
