The Inner Circle: The Gates of Hae'Evun
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The Holy Spirit flew into reality and latched onto the darkness that was Far-a-mael. There the man stood, staring down at Seteal's body laughing at her in his victory. She sank into his being and drew the whisp into herself. Far-a-mael fell forward frowning. He looked at his hands as they dissolved, dead moths falling to the earth.
'No,' he howled. 'What have you done?' He screamed at Seteal's unmoving body as the moths of his torso and head dissolved on the wind.
By the time Far-a-mael had died with countless dead moths littering the earth, Seteal was no longer there to see it. Scarcely recognisable was the corpse of a young woman where she lay beside a dilapidated house in the desecrated town that'd once been known by its inhabitants as Elmsville. Just as the old man had said so many times before: with her body having passed into death, so too had Seteal.
Cael McIntosh is the author of The Inner Circle trilogy and is currently working on several other projects. Having been born and raised as a Jehovah's Witness, only to leave the faith in his early twenties, he has developed a unique perspective on religion and its implications. From that, along with other life experiences, he finds inspiration for his tales. It is his greatest hope that his works will inspire people to analyze and question their beliefs from an unbiased perspective.