Finn
*****Early Afternoon — The Broken Clearing*****
The ground was still shaking when everything changed.
Not just from the fighting.
From something far worse.
The sky darkened like someone had poured ink across the sun. The light turned sickly and red, and the ash that had been falling before suddenly came down heavier, thicker, like the world itself was burning somewhere far above us.
I could hear screaming again.
Not just from our people.
From everywhere.
Fia grabbed my hand. “Finn… something’s wrong.”
“I feel it too,” I said. My head hurt, like something was pressing against my brain.
Lucian turned slowly, scanning the horizon. His eyes went cold.
“This isn’t a normal attack,” he muttered. “This is an invasion.”
Mama ran up to us, her clothes torn, blood on her arm. “What
