Ablaze
He clicked his tongue at me, handing over the glass and paper in his hand, “I’m shaking too much, I can’t make out the names of the tribes listed. Theo, would ya?”
I took the monocular and peered at the stained paper, straining my eyes as I read the words. “Ember, of course. I think I can make out Juniper, looks like Shadewalkers...it’s too smudged, Mains. I can’t really tell either.”
“Hm,” Mains replied, taking the page back from me, “seems as though a lot of this book is in rough repair. We’ll have to try and restore it. It was in that funny box over there.”
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