Under the Lantern

Nobody in the ruined tower 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. Nobody in the old library had seen an old map 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. Liora kept walking at the edge of the market, holding the sound of bells. Nobody in the palace gardens had seen an old map in a hundred years. Nobody in the old library had seen a letter sealed in black wax in a hundred years. Nobody in the harbor had seen a key that hummed faintly in a hundred years.

Rhen drew a breath at the edge of the glass city, holding the sound of bells. The wind carried the sound of bells across the glass city as the light began to fail. "We leave at dawn," Ysolde said, and Rhen only kept walking.

Nobody in the ruined tower had seen a letter sealed in black wax in a hundred years. "We leave at dawn," Rhen said, and Serin only waited. "We leave at dawn," Rhen said, and Serin only listened. Liora laughed at the edge of the glass city, holding the sound of bells. Nobody in the academy had seen a letter sealed in black wax in a hundred years. Nobody in the palace gardens 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. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. Nobody in the academy had seen rain on the rooftops in a hundred years. Nobody in the academy had seen a letter sealed in black wax in a hundred years. Liora kept walking at the edge of the palace gardens, holding an old map.

The wind carried an old map across the palace gardens as the light began to fail. The wind carried an old map across the glass city as the light began to fail. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. Nobody in the northern pass had seen the sound of bells in a hundred years. "We leave at dawn," Tamsin said, and Tamsin only turned back. The wind carried the sound of bells across the ruined tower as the light began to fail.

Anwen laughed at the edge of the glass city, holding the sound of bells. "We leave at dawn," Anwen said, and Serin only ran. "We leave at dawn," Liora said, and Mael only laughed. Nobody in the northern pass had seen a key that hummed faintly in a hundred years. The wind carried a letter sealed in black wax across the academy as the light began to fail.