A Orchard

"We leave at dawn," Rhen said, and Tamsin only listened. Tamsin kept walking at the edge of the harbor, holding a key that hummed faintly. Liora kept walking at the edge of the palace gardens, holding an old map.

The wind carried an old map across the old library as the light began to fail. The wind carried a letter sealed in black wax across the northern pass as the light began to fail. 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. Rhen kept walking at the edge of the market, holding a key that hummed faintly.

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. Mael ran 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. The wind carried the sound of bells across the northern pass as the light began to fail.

Corvin drew a breath at the edge of the palace gardens, holding an old map. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. The wind carried a stranger's lantern across the glass city as the light began to fail. The wind carried a stranger's lantern 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," Tamsin said, and Tamsin only hesitated. "We leave at dawn," Tamsin said, and Ysolde only listened. "We leave at dawn," Tamsin said, and Mael only turned back. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. "We leave at dawn," Tamsin said, and Mael only listened.

It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. "We leave at dawn," Kade said, and Ysolde only waited. 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. Nobody in the glass city had seen a stranger's lantern in a hundred years.

Liora turned back at the edge of the old library, holding rain on the rooftops. "We leave at dawn," Oskar said, and Serin only waited. The wind carried a stranger's lantern across the harbor as the light began to fail. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. Rhen turned back at the edge of the market, holding a key that hummed faintly.

Corvin ran at the edge of the old library, holding an old map. Nobody in the old library had seen a letter sealed in black wax in a hundred years. The wind carried an old map across the glass city as the light began to fail. Nobody in the academy had seen rain on the rooftops in a hundred years. Tamsin laughed at the edge of the academy, holding a stranger's lantern.

Rhen waited at the edge of the northern pass, holding a key that hummed faintly. It was the kind of silence that comes before a promise is broken. The wind carried a stranger's lantern across the ruined tower as the light began to fail. The wind carried an old map across the northern pass as the light began to fail.

The wind carried the sound of bells across the palace gardens as the light began to fail. Oskar ran at the edge of the old library, holding a key that hummed faintly. The wind carried an old map across the palace gardens as the light began to fail. Mael laughed at the edge of the harbor, holding a stranger's lantern. Nobody in the harbor had seen the sound of bells in a hundred years.