Logan
Ever since we escaped the gas station, we hadn’t stopped for longer than a few hours. Crispen wanted to make a more considerable distance between the Silvamater and us. I understood why. I mean, if there was even a chance that Ronan was coming, we didn’t want it to be so easy to find us. The problem was people were getting tired. Everyone was thankful when he finally announced that we could stop and set up camp. He seemed more at ease with where we were. We’d been cutting through North America. Through mountains, empty fields, forest, and more, attempting to find the shortest route to the cluster of deserts we intended to get to.
I’d been diving deeper into this book every day. I’d probably read it more times than I could count, but I still wasn’t one hundred percent sure that I kn
