C348 A DEAL FOR A BROTHER

"Keep your head down and your hand on that scroll," Damon growled, his voice low as he shoved a pile of rotting wood away from the exit of the waste pipe.

Aria tumbled out into the grey dirt, her lungs burning. The air here was different from the sterile, warm halls of the Farm. It tasted of old fire and wet earth. Above them, the sky was a bruised purple