Fourth Wing (The Empyrean, #1)

by Rebecca Yarros

The Archives smell like parchment, book-binding glue, and ink. They smell like home.

“Dragons don’t make mistakes.”

“You

There’s nowhere in existence you could go that I wouldn’t find you, Violence.”

My Violet, By the time you find this, you’ll most likely be in the Scribe Quadrant. Remember that folklore is passed from one generation to the next to teach us about our past. If we lose it, we lose the links to our past. It only takes one desperate generation to change history—even erase it. I know you’ll make the right choice when the time comes. You have always been the best of both your mother and me. Love, Dad

“And defenseless women have never been my type, remember?”

If venin exist, we’d have record. And yet there weren’t any copies of The Fables of the Barren in the Archives—the one location Navarre should have a copy of every book written or transcribed in the last four hundred years, which means Dad didn’t just give me a rare book…but a forbidden one.

It only takes one desperate generation to change history—even erase it.

“One generation to change the text. One generation chooses to teach that text. The next grows, and the lie becomes history.”