Archbishop Alonzo de Urdaneta growled in frustration. His forehead wrinkled as he squinted in the candlelight. He had the stone in his possession for weeks, but he had made little progress in understanding its power. His vast collection of texts and correspondence with others in his circle had helped to verify that he did indeed have one of the ancient Atlantean stones of power. His frustration was caused by his inability to get the stone to do anything other than prevent the piles of parchment and vellum from sliding off his desk. Day had... Enjoying the sneak peek of this chapter? Click the button below to choose your level of support and unlock this and all of the chapters.