A scream of agony wailed throughout the simple house. The voice of the midwife, gentle yet firm echoed, "Just one more push, lassie, one more." Another scream was followed by a cry, dainty and sweet. The midwife held up the crying newborn, chanting in some long forgotten tongue. She presented the newborn son to the mother. The red haired mother, smiled through her tears and drops of sweat, murmuring softly, "My Azudim... My Azudim Imaviel" One night, during one of his excursions into the Library, a strange being came to Azudim. The enigmatic stranger stood beside him, watching him read...