Chapter Sixteen
“Sometimes beauty comes in the strangest form. One might think that for something to be beautiful then it must be pleasing to the eye, nose, skin, or ears. But beauty comes in another form. It is found in the soul. And as her soul rises up to meet mine, I see a beauty that nothing can rival.” ~ Cush
Cush had never seen a more relieving sight than that of a human holding a book. It wasn’t just any book; it was the book that he was praying had the knowledge to save his Chosen. That book had been written by the Forest Lords, through the hands of his people. He had to believe he wasn’t hoping in vain.
Though the run from the edge of the forest to where Trik, Cassie, and Tony stood was less than a mile, it felt as though it took hours to get there. When he finally stood befor
