The journey begins, but the path ahead is shadowed by doubt. Malak Crosswell drags a thief in chains and looking into the stolen stone’s mystery, yet the cold bites deeper than it should, and answers slip away. Rho’s secrets simmer—will he speak, or bury the truth further? Galot Crosswell is leaving the farm at last, but the road is a brutal teacher, testing his bow and his heart in a world that never rests.
"She lifted a leather pouch Malak’s Bible—its weight familiar in her grasp, and turned to him. 'Malak,' she said, voice low but resonant. Their eyes met, and she pressed it into his scarred hands. 'All would be loss without the most important sword of all.'"
"'Don't forget,' she said, her voice a quiet command, her gaze locking with his. 'He's your charge now—God put him in your hands.'"
Coming soon: Reflections, background, and thoughts from the trail.
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