SpeculationThe following afternoon, Ronny gathered with the team in the living room to discuss Voi’s preliminary findings from the Fambrachs. He watched Neverri’s brow wrinkle as he studied the developed photographs beside the light of an adjustable battery-powered lamp he’d brought with him, an assortment of unfamiliar tools for photo analysis also scattered on the coffee table, including magnifiers. The rest of the group was silent, mulling over the news that an unknown number of foreign airships waited just beyond the border, their purpose indiscernible.
Voi stood on the opposite side of the room across from Ronny and hugged herself. She’d been reluctant to give her report initially and seemed haunted by the memory of what she’d seen, as her face was pale. “How do you think the League
