Evening Thoughts

"Let's get a move on," Ty said, his skeletal hand resting gently on Nana's shoulder. His other hand was cautiously positioned over the book, shielding it from any prying eyes. He understood the importance of keeping their discovery under wraps, at least for the time being.

"We might even try to put it back if we get the chance," he added, his voice low and contemplative. The idea of returning the book to where it belonged was a possibility that lingered in his mind, presenting both a challenge and a potential solution.

Nana, her brows furrowed in a mix of curiosity and confusion, reflected on Ty's words. "Well, if anything in this book explains why the swords were turned to stone, maybe we can skip all this other stuff," she said, voicing her thoughts. The mystery of the stone swords was a puzzle they had been entangled with, and any clue within the book could be a key to unraveling it.