Rafael
Everly gathers her research and excitedly spreads the scrolls across the coffee table.
“I wasn’t sure what the markings in each apostle’s pictures were, so I magnified it until I saw that each marking had an angelic word inscribed,” She points to each picture.
I look at the magnified picture and see the word pious, then look at another and see the word serenity before I trace Matthias’ mark. “But this one doesn’t have any form of writing.”
Tendrils of crimson hair flutter around her loose knot as she gestures to the mark.
“That’s because it doesn’t have any writing. It’s a picture of the north star. After thinking it over, I can only conclude that it’s the seal the Hand of God is searching for since Matthias’ picture revealed itself after we connected the scrolls.”
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