Chapter Eleven: §4

January 26 – 1027 YD
Gesula, Lenyol

Mellena woke to the terrible sound of Mitchas’ heart breaking.
__‘Dada?’ she spoke feebly, her fingernails denting the soft pine of Kengar’s front door.
__Mitchas sobbed at her voice, pressing his palms to his eyes.
__Mellena sank to his side. ‘No, no.’ She held her father fast by the shoulder. ‘It can’t be. It’s alright?’

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Chapter Eleven: §3

January 25 – 1027 YD
Offenure, Lenyol

Régan paced her chambers, oscillating between straightening the items on her shelves, clawing her hair, flattening her blankets, and hissing cursesat herself and the sky beyond the window glass.

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Chapter Eleven: Tempest §1

January 24 – 1027 YD
Gesula, Lenyol

Custodin Màtac had ordered the Beran to convene. Brennan awaited his conviction in the dungeons, their sunless confines and silent guards offering little information on the progress of his trial. Countless times he had implored Sevína to come—grasping his amethyst anklet interwoven with a plait of her hair—but his summons had gone unanswered.

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Chapter Ten: Ignition §1

Winter – 1019 YD
Gesula, Lenyol

‘Eamon, stop!’ Kesia, eleven summers old, begged her brother. ‘Ma said to stay by me.’
__‘You run too slow!’ Eamon was three years his sister’s senior and almost two feet greater in height. He ran deeper into the woods.
__Kesia exhaled in frustration, continuing to lag after him.
__‘How do you intend to catch our dinners if you struggle to keep in step with me?’ he panted, veering suddenly out of sight.

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