42AuraWhat was that? Aura felt a presence as she stood in the center of the room, so close she could reach out and touch it. A cold rush of chills went down her spine, and she shivered as she glanced around.
There was nothing there.
Aura locked her door and walked back to her bed. She moved her finger across the pages of Zakar’s journal.
“They will never stop me. Even if they kill me, it will not stop the curse. Wendelone started it at the beginning of our world, and I completed it. My sister will suffer. She will meet her doom.”
Aura stopped. Wendelone started the curse? But she said . . .
She looked out across the room, remembering the words of the curse Wendelone spoke to her. “There will not be one, but two. The eldest will bring destruction upon her first breath. For by the sixte
