Broken Spears

Vena takes in a slow breath. She exhales it, closes her eyes, and exposes her palms to the great bowl of gray sky above you. It takes her a long while to speak, and when she does, it is in a hushed and solemn tone.

"Our kingdom will fall, Alanor."

The words nearly knock you off your feet. You begin to hyperventilate.

"Alanor?" Your twin sister turns towards you, eyes open, and grasps both your wrists. "Alanor, calm yourself!"