140. A PROPHECY OF LOVE

It took half an hour for me to stabilize, to get my mind in order. I quickly wrote the letter to all the packs for them to get ready for the evacuation, take as little as they can. When that letter was sent, I rushed down and luckily some women had began taking out the Amaryllidaceae plants we had got just a few days back. They were grinding it to a paste that the warriors would be painted with.

I joined the crew, picking my own rod and smashing the tree and its bulbs until all were done, leaving the paste in the large mortars where we would scoop them when the warriors were ready.

Everyone was running around the pack, all packing their things, getting their families ready while the warriors shot even louder, training harder because in a few hours they would be heading out. Even thinking about it made me so sad. I turned, washing my hands to quickly make my way back to the castle. I did not even know where to start. I did not know what to take with me when running. There were so many