Forgotten Fragments

Caleb's Pov

I had spent hours, days, staring at the parchment, and it still refused to make sense to me

It lay across my palm, worn thin at the edges, the surface etched with strange letters that looked ancient and deliberate, like they had been carved by someone who knew exactly what they were doing. I turned it upside down, then sideways, as if that might suddenly make the letters reveal their