All of Miriel's research material, including her mother's, has been destroyed.
The fire. She didn't expect that to happen. It shouldn't have. By all means, mixing these two fluids together... IT shouldn't have caused the fire. And... The fire should not have spread to the tent.
She fell to her knees as guilt and shame raced through her mind. She had let her mother down, and with it... Everyone else.
Perhaps... Perhaps she was not worthy to contribute to the world. Certainly... She had taken the world back decades with the loss of her studies. She was... She shouldn't be the person allowed to lead it forward.










