March 2021 Edition
“Then is it true, what Sophie has seen in her dreams? You are with child—Matthew’s child?”
“Children,” I said, watching the blood tear’s slow progress.
“It’s a new beginning, then,” Sarah said, wiping a tear from her own eye. Ysabeau gave my aunt a bittersweet smiles.
“Philippe had a favorite saying about beginnings. Something ancient. What was it, Matthew?” Ysabeau asked her son.
Matthew stepped fully out of the car at last, as if some spell had been holding him back and its conditions had finally been met. He walked the few steps to my side, then kissed his mother softly on the cheek before reaching out and clasping my hand.
“Omni fine initium novum,” Matthew said, gazing upon the land of his father as though he had, at last, come home.
“In every ending there is a new beginning.”
SHADOW OF NIGHT
