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sadness flowed up the touch. “What is it?”
     

    “I was just remembering the summer we went to the beach with Rob,” Galen said softly. His eyes were sad, but warmed as always when he spoke of his brother. “I’ll meet you.” He gently detached Parry’s hand and walked down the path, looking left and right, pausing to touch the trees, trying to get a sense of what had passed that way.
     

    “What is it?” Parry could feel the worry flowing off Bobby as they stood watching Galen move down the trail.  
     

    “Sometimes it’s like he’s fading away,” Bobby said. “I mean that literally, Parry.”
     

    “Bobby?”
     

    “I can’t imagine living like that, without the bond.” Bobby looked at him, not that they needed a look for the concern to reach Parry. “Most of us wouldn’t have lasted this long, it’s only because Rob’s alive that he functions at all.”
     

    “I know. We need…”
     

    “To get them back together,” Bobby finished for him. “Any idea how? Rob called two days ago, his Sight, never mind, he called. I,” he paused, “I tried to tell him, Parry.”
     

    “Yeah? You couldn’t?” Parry sighed. “I’ve tried, too.”
     

    “You what?”
     

    “I think the words, but somewhere between my brain and my mouth they stop.”
     

    “Galen’s blocking us, isn’t he?” Bobby asked, incredulously.
     

    “Yeah, it has to be him. I’ve wondered if we could get into physical proximity with Rob, if we could force through the block. I don’t know. For all I know, if we tried to leave we’d just drive in circles. I think he’s blocking Rob too—I mean, Rob’s never asked to come back, I don’t think that’s just grief, I think it’s because he can’t. ”
     

    “How can Galen do that?”
     

    “He’s determined not to let the Legacy come to fruition, he’s sure that he’s one of the Keepers of the saga, but he thinks as long as he stays dead, as long as he’s separated from Rob…”
     

    “There are other ramifications, Parry.”
     

    “I know,” Parry sighed sadly, then shook himself, they talked about it on a regular basis, but the despair creeping into his soul felt different. “Bobby? Do you see anything?”
     

    “Funny you should ask, the mist, there’s an odd tinge to it.”
     

    “Odd tinge?”
     

    “Dark, cold.” Bobby turned and gazed down the path to the beach. “It’s affecting us, whatever it is, isn’t it?”
     

    “Might be,” Parry agreed. He started down the trail, listening for any movement, aware of a cold damp slowly seeping into him, something that had nothing to do with the fog or the waves crashing just out of sight. Somewhere over his head a raven called, its harsh croak the only sound other than the surf.
     

    “Dad!” Galen’s voice slammed into Parry with physical force. “Dad?” the call came through the mists, amplified by Galen’s power, Parry heard it clearly in his head.
     

    “Galen!” Parry shouted. “Bobby!” He hadn’t needed to call his brother, Bobby was already on the way, just a few steps behind him as they raced down the path Galen had taken.
     

    The raven’s croak echoed around Parry as he ran through the dark trees. He glanced around, trying to find Galen. When they broke through the trees and into the grass on the beach, Parry stopped for a moment and waited for Bobby, knowing that the Sight would allow Bobby to located Galen long before Parry could.
     

    “Over there!” Bobby pointed to the right, down by the driftwood cast up by the waves.
     

    Parry turned and ran through the grass, the sand slowing his progress. As he came around a large trunk, he spotted Galen, lying in the sand, face down. “Galen!” He ran to his son, slamming to his knees beside him. He gently turned Galen over as Bobby knelt beside him.
     

    “He’s almost gone,” Bobby said breathlessly, fear coloring his voice.
     

    “Galen?” Parry laid his hand on Galen’s head, trying to assess