Kaldor Draigo: Knight of Titan by L. J. Goulding Page A

the decadive, in opposition to Mu, the twelfth. A-L, in conjunction. Mal to Kal, cancelled by the second. Delta, Omicron, Rho – the D and the R combine to a symmetry greater than the Quaestor. There is a pattern here too…’
    After much deliberation and more arcane babble that I did not fully understand, I left the augurium and never returned there in person again. It seemed that the basis of their objection was that I had been destined for something greater, and yet now I had usurped that which rightfully belonged to another. To their sight, I was a soul with two incompatible destinies, and the time would come when I would have to risk everything in order to pursue either.
    And here I am.
    Lost, in time and space – somewhere between reality and the universe’s eternal dream-state.
    The daemon’s flesh hisses and fizzes in the storm winds, redolent of old blood and eternal rage. A fine rain of rust and ash falls from the kaleidoscope sky, driven to patter from my Terminator war-plate and crunching beneath my boots with every step.
    It is the question that holds me here: if I embrace one destiny, who will claim the other? On the eve of a new, dark millennium, does the fate of the galaxy rest upon my shoulders, or have I already been forgotten? I am a lord with no domain, a knight with no quest, and my ultimate destiny seems always to lie just beyond my reach. The only things I can count upon are my sword and the seven shots remaining in my sidearm.
    Time flows strangely within the empyrean. In the scattering of the daemon’s remains, I see patterns. I see shapes and colours. I see echoes of things that are, and futures that were.
    I see an old world beyond the next horizon – a world that likely never was, where sorcery blew in the very winds and a self-made god-king was all that stood against the Ruinous Powers.
    Mayhap I would find the answer there, if I could find it at all.
    Sheathing the Titansword , with my tattered cloak whipping about me, I trudge away into the storm. If my destiny will not follow, then I will go on as I always have.
    Alone.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR
    L J Goulding has written many stories for Black Library, including ‘The Great Maw’, ‘Last Watch’ and ‘The Oberwald Ripper’. By day he works as a member of Black Library’s editorial team, proving that an obsessive and encyclopaedic knowledge of the Horus Heresy can be a useful thing after all. He lives in Nottingham, UK.

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