Chapter 18 — Before The Histories

~ 1 ~ Evelyn was the only one among them who welcomed the powerful rainstorm. She opened her arms and laughed joyfully when it began to lash the War Thing recruits with hair-whipping wind gusts and stinging rain.

A half hour earlier, they had all been gathering for first breakfast when Martha had excitedly urged them to hurry out at once and hike up…