Touching the woman brought wave after wave of images of death, fire and destruction. She assisted Jarvan with the inert weight as they hurried along, clinging to the shadows.<br/><br/>"Before the authority finds her, we must find out who she is. " Isolde said. "No one knows if the authority is just or corrupt, and we mustn't sentence her to their methods until we know."  They entered the apothecary and settled the woman.er<br/><br/>Isolde locked the door and did not light the candles. Relying on the light from the fireplace, she tended to her guests, those who seemed like a part of her, allies. She noticed that Millicent and Little Jimmy had found sleep by the fire. Jarvan paced in the shadows while Isolde took down her old book of secrets. She thumbed through to the drawing of what appeared to be an eclipse.<br/><br/>"The night shall overshadow the day. Darkness shall overtake the light. In that day, good shall be called evil and evil shall be called righteous. Woe, to the people.Woe,to the land. Weeping and death will be known.<br/><br/>Out of the ashes will arise a Warrior. In his hand is Purpose and on his heart is written Victory. The people shall rejoice even through their groaning. Take heart, Do not lose hope. For the day always follows night."<br/><br/>Her eyelids grew heavy and Isolde slept.