CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
Oliver stood on the deck of the ancient Greek trireme, wind whipping through his hair. The boat was cutting through the churning, black waves at speed and Oliver was struck by the overwhelming feeling that everything was about to change forever.
His heart pounded as he looked over at his friends. Walter. Simon. Esther. They were standing tall and strong beside him, with steely expressions of determination. Though they’d lost comrades in their quest to get here, they still had each other. And there was still a chance they could save the School for Seers. Oliver didn’t know how, but he knew it had something to do with the Cogs of the Cosmos.
He took the small golden box out of his overall pocket and, with a deep breath to calm his quivering nerves, he clicked open the l
