Chapter Forty-Three

Levi

With the birth of our children fast approaching, I have been trying to get everything ready for when they arrive. At the same time, trying to find more answers on The Power Of Three prophecy that has Savage anxious.

I spend countless hours poring over dusty tomes and ancient scrolls, searching for any clue that can help us unlock the secrets of the prophecy. Savage's anxiety only grows with each passing day, her worry etched deep into her furrowed brow.

One evening, as I sit hunched over a particularly cryptic text, a faint whisper seems to echo through the room. Startled, I look up to see a figure cloaked in shadows standing at the threshold.

“Who are you?” I call out, my heart racing with apprehension.

The figure steps forward, revealing piercing eyes that seem to hold untold wisdom. “I am a Guardian of the Prophecy,” they intone gravely. “And I have come to offer you guidance in your quest for the truth. But you may not like the answers you seek. For The Power Of Three is as