Three hours out, three books in, and I felt like I was floating in a sea of knowledge, never mind that most of them seemed unpractical; impossible realities spun from depraved minds.

Because if it were true, then this world as I knew it was hanging on a very delicate thread.

Try explaining to me how only a prophecy was stopping one supernatural species from attacking the other. It just didn’t make sense. And if it did, then it was a crazy-ass prophecy.

About a certain one that bore the mark of divinity, which would bring both terror and peace… it sounded like a fairy-tale, but it was pleasing to...