CHAPTER 39
CAROLINE'S POV
A grin appeared on my face as my eyes lit up. I couldn't contain my happiness when Ivy said that, but I was equally surprised. I had a clue in my hand the whole time, and I was searching everywhere, except, it was right in front of me! We called Damian earlier, asking him to come come quickly. While waiting, I stood beside Ivy inspecting the half of the triskelè. On each spiral of the triskelè there was a word.
"Creazione" on the first
"Preservazione" on the second
"Destruzione" on the third
Ivy's nose wrinkled in confusion.
"What language is this?" she asked, no one in particular
I took a moment looking at it.
"Its Italian" I said abruptly
Ivy looked at me like I've grown two heads.
"What? I learned Italian for like a solid 5 years" I reasoned
"Yeah, and you sucked at it, so you stopped" she said as a matter or fact.
I rolled my eyes
"Anyway, what does it mean?" she asked
"The cycle of the TRISKELION is...
Creation
Preservation