Chaos and panic mixed, packing up a life in minutes, terrifying and daunting.
“We must destroy the magic books. If they are found in our possession, we will burn,” said one healer.
“These books will not burn. We cannot leave them. Should they fall into unskilled hands, chaos will rain upon the world,” Katrina insisted.
Within the hour, they plunged into the forest. If they paused for only moments to rest, perhaps they would make the coast by tomorrow night. And grab a boat to somewhere safe. Anyplace safe. A place to heal the sick and perfect their cures. There had to be a safe place.
Afternoon the following day, it appeared they were free. Katrina neither saw nor sensed signs of the men. A few more hours to safety. On a boat. To somewhere.
Or so Katrina thought.
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