It was a new morning at camp, and according to Merry's Grimoire, they were halfway back to the Sandeater's Orchard. No one had tried to attack them, there were no ghosts, and Cadrel had even been a little relaxed.
Lucian decided to take the Loom to the edge of the river and the Echoheart Grimoire opened itself beside him. There was a brand-new section available, labeled "GLYPHWORK," with the pages decorated in silver.
In the middle was one sentence:
"You don't write or rewrite the world. You listen for the weeping, start recording the shape of its grief, and then consider completing it, if you can."
But instead of doing that, Lucian was gripped with fear. He had been blessed with a warning from a possible future.
Of losing to a strange man who hunted him down. Relentlessly. And then fought him without saying anything.