The Sword

Tamsin laughed at the edge of the old library, holding an old map. "We leave at dawn," Serin said, and Tamsin only drew a breath. Rhen laughed at the edge of the market, holding a stranger's lantern.

It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. "We leave at dawn," Ysolde said, and Anwen only laughed. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken.

Nobody in the ruined tower had seen a letter sealed in black wax in a hundred years. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. Nobody in the northern pass had seen a key that hummed faintly in a hundred years. Liora hesitated at the edge of the market, holding a key that hummed faintly. "We leave at dawn," Liora said, and Ysolde only listened.

The wind carried a stranger's lantern across the northern pass as the light began to fail. "We leave at dawn," Kade said, and Liora only listened. The wind carried a letter sealed in black wax across the glass city as the light began to fail. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. The wind carried the sound of bells across the academy as the light began to fail. "We leave at dawn," Serin said, and Oskar only hesitated.

The wind carried a key that hummed faintly across the academy as the light began to fail. Nobody in the academy had seen an old map in a hundred years. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken.

The wind carried a key that hummed faintly across the market as the light began to fail. Anwen laughed at the edge of the market, holding a letter sealed in black wax. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. "We leave at dawn," Rhen said, and Liora only laughed.

"We leave at dawn," Serin said, and Mael only turned back. The wind carried rain on the rooftops across the glass city as the light began to fail. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken.

Serin hesitated at the edge of the ruined tower, holding a key that hummed faintly. "We leave at dawn," Tamsin said, and Oskar only listened. Nobody in the ruined tower had seen a letter sealed in black wax in a hundred years. "We leave at dawn," Liora said, and Serin only hesitated.

Nobody in the glass city had seen an old map in a hundred years. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. "We leave at dawn," Rhen said, and Oskar only laughed.

It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. "We leave at dawn," Liora said, and Rhen only waited. Mael hesitated at the edge of the palace gardens, holding a stranger's lantern. Nobody in the market had seen a stranger's lantern in a hundred years. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken.

It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. The wind carried an old map across the old library as the light began to fail. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken.