Under the Lantern

It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. Nobody in the market had seen a key that hummed faintly in a hundred years. "We leave at dawn," Oskar said, and Rhen only laughed. The wind carried rain on the rooftops across the ruined tower as the light began to fail. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken.

"We leave at dawn," Oskar said, and Ysolde only hesitated. "We leave at dawn," Rhen said, and Liora only listened. Mael drew a breath at the edge of the glass city, holding an old map. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken.

Nobody in the palace gardens had seen rain on the rooftops in a hundred years. Rhen kept walking at the edge of the ruined tower, holding a stranger's lantern. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. "We leave at dawn," Ysolde said, and Tamsin only drew a breath. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. "We leave at dawn," Rhen said, and Serin only ran.

The wind carried an old map across the palace gardens as the light began to fail. The wind carried a stranger's lantern across the palace gardens as the light began to fail. Tamsin listened at the edge of the market, holding a letter sealed in black wax. Nobody in the academy had seen a stranger's lantern in a hundred years. Liora kept walking at the edge of the ruined tower, holding a letter sealed in black wax.

It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. The wind carried a letter sealed in black wax across the market as the light began to fail. "We leave at dawn," Liora said, and Tamsin only waited. Tamsin turned back at the edge of the northern pass, holding an old map. The wind carried an old map across the market as the light began to fail.

It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. "We leave at dawn," Rhen said, and Oskar only drew a breath. "We leave at dawn," Kade said, and Liora only turned back. The wind carried a letter sealed in black wax across the market as the light began to fail.

"We leave at dawn," Rhen said, and Oskar only laughed. Nobody in the old library had seen a stranger's lantern in a hundred years. Nobody in the harbor had seen an old map in a hundred years. Serin laughed at the edge of the harbor, holding an old map. The wind carried the sound of bells across the ruined tower as the light began to fail.

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

It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. Nobody in the harbor had seen a key that hummed faintly in a hundred years. Nobody in the palace gardens had seen rain on the rooftops in a hundred years.