She’d felt it barely a minute earlier, but Polar immediately put a hoof on her chest. Her heart was beating strongly. Staring at the parchment all the while, she took out flint and tinder and set it alight. The smoke from it looked strange, thick and oily, but that was it. Polar sniffed. No odd smells. She looked at the ashes left behind. Nothing strange there. She put a hoof on her chest again. Still a strong heartbeat.