MasukAvaIt was a full night in Valley Creek.Slow, quiet snow lines drifted across the mountain.The world below seemed tranquil from the balcony of the archive.Lit windows.Moving figures.Lights along pathways leading to buildings.The clinic.The archive.The Council halls.Everything still working.Still alive.Still growing.It should have felt like a relief.Rather, it was the sense of a delicate balance.As if it were going to fall over at any second.I looked out the window and saw the snow building up on the stone ledge.The network was under them all.Ninety-two threads.Steady.Familiar.Not completely at ease, however.Not anymore.Gregory was in custody.Cyprus was gone.The Lycan illness was cured.There were no indications of instability in the archive.The Council reforms were on hold.The mountain seemed stronger than ever, by all outward signs.But I couldn't help thinking I wasn't seeing beyond the surface.Not the depth.Footsteps came up to my back.Eryn.I didn't tu
MilracIt was getting late, and the night had fallen on Valley Creek.The mountain's quiet was of the kind that comes after hard days of work.Not peaceful.Not fully.Just paused.Soft Lamps were used in the map room.The light was warm, falling on aged stone walls and several maps of the territory.It seemed like a place that was for clarity.Tonight, it didn't give me any.Ava was standing by the main table.Eryn was already there, reading through some of the archives' notes.Vessa looked directly at her, arms crossed, as if she was not making any effort to be involved, but somehow she had to.Dario stood with his back against the wall, taking everything in.I shut the door behind me.The sound was weighty and heavier than normal.Aldren's name was still in the air from previous reports.From the forgery.From the failure.From the quiet manner with which he took it.We did not convene because it was a problem already.We were called together because it wasn't, but we had to be sur
MilracWinter continue in Valley Creek.It was snowy on the mountain.The clinic continued to grow.The archives continued to increase in size.The Council's reforms progressed.Things seemed to be normal, it felt like it was the first time in a long, long time.Not perfect.Nothing ever was.But manageable.The softness that enabled one to think about what was to come rather than just live through the moment.I should have been contented.Rather, I felt uncomfortable.I waited by one of the observatory windows and watched the snow fall across the mountain.The network glided gently under all.Ninety-two threads.Steady.Healthy.Safe.Including Ava's.The comfort of her presence was just outside my consciousness.The child too.Not a thread.Not yet.Something earlier.Something growing.A thing I'm still amazed at, each time I felt it.All should have felt well.But it didn't.I couldn't say why.I had come to know that there were some instincts that I could trust after having been
AvaValley Creek experienced winter again several months after the cure was announced.It snowed all over the mountain once more.The morning sky had a light hue and a quiet forest was there.There had been a lot of change since that time.On some days, it seemed an entire lifetime had passed.Other days it was as if it were yesterday that they made the announcement.I was at the clinic entrance watching people walk in and out of the clinic.The doors just kept on opening.Patients arrived.Researchers arrived.Healers arrived.Families arrived.There never seemed to be a time to get any rest there.Several months back we were not able to accommodate everyone.Now the clinic was spread through one part of the mountain.New wings.New departments.New laboratories.New treatment centers.The biggest medical center within any of the clans.Sometimes it was still difficult to believe.Because nothing had been in the original plan.The original plan was quite simple.Find the illness.Sto
AvaAfter a few weeks, Valley Creek no longer felt like a mountain place.It began to seem like it was a place to go.Each day there were new visitors every morning.Some were brought in by cars.Some of them journeyed along transport networks from far away places.Others walked for days!After the first week, people didn't bother asking where people were coming from anymore.There was only one answer:Everywhere.One morning, it was very cold. I was standing outside in the courtyard and another transport vehicle pulled in.Snow covered the edges of the roads now.Winter had set in over the mountain.The air was so sharp that it cut into my lungs as I breathed.The vehicle stopped.A lady came out first.Then another.Then three more.All Lycans.All with the same expression.Hope.Careful hope.The kind of people who were afraid that they would lose it.Behind me, the doors opened.One of the nurses went outside."Three more arrivals."I nodded."We've prepared rooms."She smiled."W
AvaThe gathering hall was packed well before the meeting began.People kept arriving.Additional chairs were added.Then more.People eventually ceased to look for seats and just stood around the walls.The room was not as it was normally.Not tense.Not exactly.Something else.Expectation.Hope.The dangerous kind.The kind that comes out when people want something so much that they are afraid of believing it.I stood in front of the hall and stared at everyone.Delegates from Lycan territories.The archive's researchers.Medical staff.Council members.Families.Wolves that had journeyed for days.Women with a years-long quest for answers.Everyone waited.No one was quite loud.Even the normal chatterings were less noisy.If anyone did want to spoil the moment before it.Milrac was by my side.Not saying anything.Just present.His calm and gentle hand drifted over the bond.It was so much appreciated, as I could have never expressed with words.But it was still nerve-racking, af
Ava's PovThe western observation platform was one of the quietest spots on the mountain.In particular, at night.The wind blew freely over the ridges there, with the aroma of pine, of stone, of distant autumn rain.Most wolves went to the lower levels when the temperature fell.The platform was a
Ava's PovAs the weeks went on, autumn descended over Valley Creek more and more.Mornings were colder these days.Before dawn there was light frost on the mountain tracks.Below the ridges, the trees were beginning to turn color, with gold and red slowly creeping through the forest.Winter was sti
Ava's PovIn the early autumn, the valley of Valley Creek became quiet.The mountain was different these days.Not the case because of slowed work.There was, if anything, more work now than at the worst periods of the war.Shipments of archives were received almost daily. Things were moving fast.
Ava PovThe night settled down in Valley Creek gradually. The sun had just set and was casting long, warm stripes across the wood floors through the long, tall archive windows. Most workers were home for hours already by now. There were only a few left, walking among the shelves like shadows, doing







