Chapter Nineteen

War

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She had jerked awake that night, her chest pounding. What the hell was that? The presence seemed so familiar, but..changed somehow. changed from what? who was it? Family. she knew that much. She could feel her own lineage in the message, a calling. She had been dreaming of the days to come, the summer festival and her hope for Roiken to ask her hand. Then the images before her dissolved and a violent, harsh vision took shape.

A massive church, the doors locked and Dagaz, the rune of Dawn, her family rune was painted on each wooden entrance, shaking and trembling as people screamed from the other side. Flames ignited, a path from the parking lot rolling and expanding to the base of the church, up the sides, scorching and growing as it engulfed the wood.

It's time. It's time. That feirce determined voice beckoned her into the chaos, an invitation to join in this carnage.

She sat in bed for a while, trying to steady her breathing, but she could hear others moving in the