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FIFTY-EIGHT

What if there’s an even better place than the dehened from his many bellows to the proverbial rafters After Lanthe had healed his old injuries once one down Now they lay within the cocoon of his wings, telling secrets "What if ere to lead the Vrekeners to soreater?"

"What do you ers over one of his cheeks

"I keep thinking about one of the paths here: The Long Way I can’t stop thinking about it"

"Then ither "Let’s go see what awaits us at the end!"

He cupped her face "Exactly , they set off hand in hand into the night They stepped upon The Long Way--which was anything but straight and narrow

Together, they followed itslava and the inning its long, slow rise when their army of two (soon to be three) arrived at a lush plain In the center was a colossal gray-stonebrook meandered around the trunks

The tehter

The sky was a dazzling violet

"Oh, old," Lanthe whispered "It’s so beautiful"

Gaze still on her, he said, "Beautiful"

She grinned "And what do you think about thehis head

Lanthe saw his chest bow, as if it were filled with too ainst his front, draping a possessive arm over her "It s in his war a kiss into her hair, Thronos murmured, "It smells like sky And home"