“To my Sister:

As you read this, I can only assume you mourn my death in some way. I am terribly sorry it has come to this and I wish the burden of finding me not be perilous; but perilous be it must. I shared the truth and he will have me slain for it. I fear I was not strong nor clever enough to escape this fate I have brought upon myself but the world has to know what looms in the dark. I must admit; I fear the pain that my death will bring. I fear that I will be forgotten, just another maiden to Misfortune. If you have half the mettle the Raven claims you do, I can rest knowing I will be avenged with the others who laid before me. Start at the beginning, Sister; and the path will lay bare before you.”

excerpt from “The Inquisition” – V. Raylean