Taking a deep breath, he finally allowed himself to sit, feeling the weight of everything pressing down on his shoulders. When a truth is laid out so clearly before you, when it calls you out in ways you cannot deny, there is nothing left to do but accept it.
Acceptance, however, did not mean submission.
His eyes drifted back to the book, his mind already shifting. The calculations were inevitable, but inevitability was merely an excuse for those who had already given up. Zephyr was not ready to surrender just yet and besides his grandfather's book offered solutions.
