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for them, tell them it was foretold in the Saga’.”
    Gaius Emrys was their ancestor, the last Emrys to join the Hunt voluntarily until Galen and Rob. He still rode in the Between World helping the Riders stay loyal to the Custodes Noctis and not stray into evil. “Did he mention which Saga?”
    “ No.” Dera clacked his beak together in disgust. Galen couldn’t help but agree. There were hundreds of Sagas, and many had been lost since Gaius had been alive and studied them. For all they knew, the Saga they needed wasn’t even available anymore. “Should we ask?”
    “Rob?” Galen asked, the raven nodded. “If it’s an obscure Saga, he’ll know it. There’s something going on with him. The dreams he’s having, I think they are tied up with this thing.”
    “ We agree, it’s why we watch.” Dera cocked his head to the side like he was listening to something, then with a curt nod at Galen fluttered up into the sky.
    Wondering what brought about the raven’s abrupt exit, Galen stood, dusted the dirt from his hands and headed back towards the shop. He stopped at the sink and washed his hands, then headed into the front. Rob had several books on the counter in front of him. “Coffee?” Galen asked.
    “Is the sky up?” Rob answered with a smile.
    “I’ll be right back.” Galen walked over to the coffee stand, Becci and Sarah were both in the small booth, getting ready for shift change. They turned to Galen with a smile, Becci starting the coffee without even asking what he wanted.
    “Is Flash coming by later?” Sarah tried to sound casual.
    “I’m not sure, he tends to show up in time for food, but band practice is tomorrow,” Galen said. Flash and Sarah had an almost-relationship. It was beginning to drive him a little crazy. Neither one of them would make more than a hesitant first move—it was getting to the point where he and Rob were planning a set-up of some kind and just locking the two in a room with dinner and a bottle of wine until they worked it out.
    “Oh.” Sarah pouted a little. “He was supposed to call.”
    “I’ll remind him,” Galen assured her, grabbing the coffees and heading back before he could get drawn into Flash’s attempts at a love life.
    “You look a little perturbed,” Rob said, opening the door as Galen reached the shop.
    “Flash was supposed to call Sarah. You’re just lucky the coffees were finished.”
    “I would have forgiven you in that case.” He took the cup Galen handed him. “I’ve been reading.”
    “Still?”
    “No, these came in the shipment today, several of them I have been waiting impatiently for.” Rob pulled him towards the counter. “Especially this one.”
    The book was old, Galen might even class it in the “ancient” class. The pages were obviously not paper, but vellum, the ink faded and the letters, though carefully uniform, were obviously penned by hand. It had the distinct scent of a vellum book, not the musty old paper, but something else, more organic. He brushed his hand over it, getting a sense of power that resonated off the book. It had been owned by someone in the past that had immense control of the supernatural world. “Do I want to know what this cost?”
    “No,” Rob said with a grin. “You really don’t.”
    “What is it?”
    “It’s the Fyrngidd Ealdféond. ”
    “Uh huh.” Galen met his brother’s slate-blue eyes. “A Saga?”
    “Yes and no, it’s a Saga, but it’s also a prophecy of sorts.”
    “Of sorts? What does that mean?”
    “It’s a Saga of the Beginning Times, the time when the Old Ones walked the earth. Some of it speaks of the time before our grandfather’s grandmother’s grandfather’s time.”
    “Meaning a long, long time,” Galen offered.
    “Pretty much. It’s a mixture of creation myth with actual history. Some prophecy of things to come—some things which have already happened by the way—and some things yet to happen. There are thirteen books in total, this is one of the