Abrial lowered the scroll. She let it rest in her lap, raising a hand to rub the middle of her forehead with a squint.
She'd never read so much in her life. Her head felt like it was about to split in two.
After a good minute sitting and processing the horror of what she'd just read, Abrial shook herself and rolled the scroll back up. She sat there a bit longer, staring at its crumbling paper in shock.
