The acrimonious winds blew violently, chills overwhelming those unfortunate enough to be caught with no shelter, right in the middle of it’s almost fatal wrath. Drizzle and sleet teamed up together, pounding down fearlessly on all objects of nature, obliterating many weak forms of life, dinting it’s way through the entrails of the so called almighty rock. The green clouds threatened land and sea with it’s horrifying capacity of swirling mass, stirring up the easily irritated, and creating havoc in town and city communities. The ceiling of the well concealed cave, drooled like a new - born baby, spots of water oozing slightly out of small gaps and cracks. An inert breeze, snuck past the hidden cave mouth, creating goose - bumps on goose - bumps. ‘We should be safe here until the morning.’ the blonde headed Sly said. ‘Those soldiers shouldn’t be able to find us here.’ ‘Where’re we going to go in the morning?’ Enigma asked, lighting a small, man - made torch with two hand sized stones. ‘I’m not sure.’ Sly admitted. ‘Maybe we should go North towards the Revai River in the Great Mountains in Sunny.’ ‘What would we do there?’ Enigma replied, leaning the miniature torch up against the cave wall. ‘I think it would be best if we settled there for a while before we really do anything else. If we stay away from civilisation for about six months, I think every one should forget about us. Then we wouldn’t have to keep on running.’ ‘So your saying that we go to into the Great Mountains, build a house, and keep away from civilisation for six months, living off the land?’ ‘That’s what I said.’ she answered, ‘It’d be fun. We find a spot on the banks of the Revai River, we build a house, and we live the rest of the days sitting on the porch watching different forms of nature pass by. ‘How are we going to get there?’ ‘By foot I suppose.’ Sly reasoned, lying down, making herself comfortable. ‘It won’t take that long to get there. About four weeks I think.’ ‘What about by horse?’ Enigma interrogated. ‘About half to a quarter that time.’ Sly responded. ‘Let’s get some sleep. We’re going to be up at dawn, so we’re going to need as much sleep as possible.’ Enigma closed his eyes. ‘Boy.’ a frail voice said. ‘Wake up.’ Enigma quickly sat up, his hand going to his dagger handle. ‘Stay calm boy.’ the voice urged. ‘Your safe.’ Enigma found himself once again in the big round room with the bookshelves and the large marble stair case. ‘Welcome.’ the aged man said, offering Enigma a hand back to his feet. This guy was different man to the first fellow Enigma met. ‘Where am I?’ Enigma asked. ‘Your in the underground passages again.’ ‘Like the old guys place, right?’ Enigma said. ‘Yes, like the old guys place.’ the man replied. ‘But I didn’t think of his name.’ Enigma said, taking a quick look around getting aquatinted with the surroundings once more. ‘I don’t even know his name. He wouldn’t tell me.’ ‘You don’t need to worry about that. All will be well. Anyway, I was instructed to bring you here myself. He told me the details. He’s been complicating things like that lately. Enigma smiled. ‘I can’t hardly imagine.’ ‘You wouldn’t want to know.’ the fragile man chuckled, his wrinkled old face collapsing on it self when he did. ‘My name’s Aiviam. Next to that old man you speak of, I’m second in ranking in indoctrination.’ he lifted his chin proudly. ‘Follow me.’ Aiviam shuffled over to the same side of the book case as the first old man did. He pulled out a small red book, it’s spine much thinner compared to the rest of the other books on the shelves. The delicate pages had gathered dust over the many years, only clearing up when cleaned. ‘“To the Conscripted Boy”.’ Aiviam, read, ‘That’s you.’ He turned the fragile pages forward, until he came to the passage he was after, reading it out loud. ‘“The Chosen Boy shall follow the insidious woman too a salt river in the middle of the titans. There, they shall settle, partly clearing their names. Travelling towards the west, they shall meet a dyad that shall be your company through out your following journeys, behind the tumbling water, the gate through an illusion.’ ‘What’s that supposed to mean?’ Enigma asked trying to decipher the riddle. ‘I can’t tell you what it means. I’m forbidden to reveal anything that the riddle predicts. However, I am allowed to replace what the Enemy took from you the last time. It wasn’t very nice of them, was it?’ Enigma shook his head. ‘This book is yours and yours only.’ Aiviam said, handing the book to him. ‘You must take extreme care with it. Make sure that you carry it where ever you go. Do not let it fall into the wrong hands. If you flick through it now, you’ll see that the passage I just read is the only passage that’s in the book at the moment.’ Enigma carefully flicked through the book. All the pages, except the one that Aiviam just read out loud, were blank. ‘Why’s that?’ he asked. ‘All the passages are hidden until the right time. When that time passes, those certain passages remain, because they’re useless.’ ‘So the one you just read out will remain.’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Am I able to show any one the book.’ ‘Only those real close to you. Particularly the people that you can trust. It’s your choice though. But you have to remember that it is a very important book and mustn’t fall into the hands of evil.’ ‘Who wrote it?’ Enigma flicked through the pages individually. ‘Not sure. No one knows. It just appeared in this library one day with the statement "To the Conscripted Boy" in it. It was only just recently that we found text written in it.’ ‘Well, what would you call this thing?’ ‘I suppose you could call it the Epoch Apocalypse.’ ‘Pretty advanced stuff.’ ‘Sure is. Unfortunately, your time here has up.’ ‘Already?’ ‘Yes, already. I’ll see you next time I see you.’ Aiviam said, shaking the young boy’s hand. ‘Remember the name - ’ ‘Enigma.’ ‘What do you mean "remember the name, Enigma”.’ he asked, dumbfounded. ‘Huh?’ Sly asked. ‘What are you talking about?’ Enigma opened his eyes. Once again, he was in the dark cave they had escaped to, Aiviam and the book shelves gone from all sight. ‘Oh, sorry.’ Enigma apologised. ‘I was just dreaming.’ ‘What’s all this stuff?’ Sly continued her interrogation, lifting a sack up in front of her. Enigma sat up. He found the red book in his hands. ‘I’ll...ah...I’ll explain later.’ he answered hesitantly. ‘All you have to know is that there is some one helping us along.’ ‘Who.’ ‘I can’t say at the moment. But if you open that sack, you’ll find food, water and some money.’ ‘I don’t know who’s doing this,’ Sly said, looking closely at the coins, ‘but who ever is, give him my thanks.’ ‘Trust me. I’m sure they already how grateful you are.’ Enigma smiled, putting his book away in the inside of his furry coat.