Ablaze
They'd passed on countless morsels of information to the Alpha and warriors, things that could save us when the day came.
They'd focused their efforts now on comparing the timeline in the journals to our calendar, trying to piece together the day of the battle. They called it The Reckoning, and just the term alone sent a chill stark down my spine.
"Solved any mysteries yet?" I asked as I came into the damp library basement, greeted by that familiar earthy smell and the warm, dim light of the study lamps.
"We're getting close, hon," my mother said, looking up to me with a smile, "how was patrol?"
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