The Founders by Dylan Steel

Author:Dylan Steel [Steel, Dylan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: young adult dystopian
Publisher: Heritage Publishing
Published: 2017-12-07T05:00:00+00:00

12. SACRISVITA

In the space between waking and sleeping, Sage sensed a presence hovering over her. Her eyes flew open, and she jerked up quickly, throwing her arms up defensively. A strong pair of hands caught her, holding her still.

“Whoa, whoa—easy. It’s just me.”

“Weston?” Blinking in the darkness, she took in a slow, ragged breath to ease the adrenaline coursing through her veins. He released her, and she rubbed the back of her fist over her blurry eyes. “What are you doing here?”

“I couldn’t sleep.” His figure shifted, and she felt the side of the bed cave under his weight as he sat beside her. “I kept thinking about the journals. Now that we have all the relics…”

She groaned, rolling her head back so it rested against the headboard with a soft thump of protest. “It’s not like we’ll be able to read them that soon. I added the last pages, and the program’s been running the decryption for two days already. We can’t do anything else right now. Except sleep,” she said pointedly, scooting back down under the covers.

“The translation’s almost done.”

“What?” She sat straight up, fully awake now. “How is that even poss—?”

“I asked Eliza for some help too. She’s an excellent student of linguistics.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I’m telling you now. That’s why I came to get you. I thought you’d like to know.” She could hear the grin in his voice. “Do you want to see it?”

“Yeah. Shoulda led with that,” she grumbled, pushing at him as she tried to scramble out of bed.

Chuckling, he stood and grabbed her hand to help her up. She snatched her robe off the end of the bed, throwing it over her shoulders as she followed him out the door to the library in his room.

She picked up the databook and plopped down in the chair, settling in as Weston disappeared into the other room. She tapped the side of the screen impatiently, waiting for the file to finish loading. It looked like it was just minutes away.

Weston reappeared, setting a steaming mug on the table beside her. “In case you need some help waking up.”

“Thanks,” she mumbled, scared to lift her eyes from the screen and risk missing the file’s arrival.

He took a seat across from her. She didn’t say anything, just kept staring at the tablet.

“It’ll be a few minutes yet,” he said, the edges of his mouth ticking up in amusement.

She sighed, setting the databook in her lap as she grabbed the drink and took a sip. She shut her eyes and moaned. “That’s good.”

“I thought you’d like it.”

“What time is it?” she asked, fighting back a yawn. Her need for sleep was already starting to catch up with her.

“Late. Or early, depending on your perspective I suppose,” he said.

She snorted, raising her glass as she stole another glance at the databook. Nothing yet.

“I don’t think I ever did tell you—” he ran his thumb back and forth over the mug in his own hands as his gaze met hers, cutting to her soul, “—how brave you were.

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