een tracki

The scent was old-decades, maybe-but unmistakable. Mist

a pattern that shimmered when the moonlight hit it-

ld out a charred book, wrapped in worn leather. "We found thi

gently. "An

d, but the protec

ed with strange symbols, alchemical notes, half-

lert the rest. We widen the search zone. Th

Fenrik stood watching the smoke curl into t

d placed the jou

rted. "They used different names-switched identities often. B

ng on an underlined passage written in a language o

this"-she tapped another pas

split the team. Half follow this trail inland. T

cting to find?" o

ed. Maybe somet

was a

?" the scout asked again.

es," Fenrik growled. "A

to stay hidden this badly, whate

" Fenrik said. "No matter

scouts dispersed into the wild again, one truth lingered among them all: the Austin

r through stone and ti