Chapter 48 The Road To Destiny

• Dawn painted the sky in soft watercolors above the Onyx Moon packhouse, where morning mist clung to the cobblestones of the courtyard. Bobby stood beside her travel pack, watching familiar faces gather to see her off. Each person who approached carried the weight of unspoken words and careful smiles that didn't quite reach their eyes.
• Rory emerged from the packhouse; his usual easy grin replaced by something more solemn. "Ready for your grand adventure?"
• "I don't think anyone's ever ready for something like this." Bobby adjusted the straps of her pack, more to keep her hands busy than from necessity. "Take care of them while I'm gone."