Black Glimmer

Глава 1I am memory. So many years have passed that I no longer feel like a living being, but a tapestry of recollections. Yet I still exist—Kaed repeated these words to himself so often they became a prayer of sorts.After all, Kaed had spent most of his conscious life as an Incubus—and if there was one thing the sons of Arhra excelled at, it was remembrance. Their progenitor, the Father of Scorpions himself, had bequeathed this skill to his followers along with fragments of his wrathful spirit. His memory, his ability to hoard slivers of forbidden knowledge, seeped into every Incubus alongside their combat arts and the ancient rites of their order.Kaed was old—older than any other Hierarch of his Temple. But it mattered little. He had long ceased to hunger for higher rank. The position he now held—had held for centuries—was enough. He could have named the exact number of years if asked,…