SOLANA
Monday
"Silver will not harme ye wolf withe the Ainneamhag spirit, but Iron must be avoided at all costs..."
The smell of bacon and eggs rouses me from my book, my nose deep within the pages.
"Sol, are you there? Would you like any breakfast?" Ama says with a laugh, dangling bacon in front of me.
"Yes! Yes I would, sorry. This is... very interesting." I put the book to one side, heading over to the makeshift 'food area' we have designated within the cavern.
"Anything interesting then?" Ama says, plating up the food.
"I'm still processing what I've read so far," I say with a laugh. "I haven't even tackled the other books in that room."
"Fair enough," Ama says with a smile, as she hands me my food. We all dig in, small talk forgotten, as we fuel up for the day ahead. Once
