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But wait…the prophetic washerwoman had also said there were reat loch of the universe,of Mad Morry’s predictions Which implies, despite the dire nature of our current probleo on for soure out whatthat is

Ah? And on that note, isrong--because neither of us died?

I strip the idea of suicide of all e more than an intellectual option Will it remove all potential threat I present to the world?

If it would terminate the existence of the Sinsar Dubh, then unequivocally--yes

I don’t want to die

A sudden fah the dimly lit room at the door

Jericho Barrons

He’s alive I didn’t kill him

And he’s here

The door opens and time seems to suspend and spin out in slow motion I feel like I haven’t seen him in a hundred years, perhaps because I was afraid I would never see hiain The Book had control of er than that to return from wherever he’s reborn, that ets beyond irate when I do, as if so black leather pants and a white shirt, cuffs rolled up, revealing strong forearms and a thick sliver Celtic cuff His beautiful face is inscrutable as ever I use the word "beautiful" but to the rest of the world he’s not The casual observer finds hienetic staene pool trashcan eons ago His bone structure is sharp, priht feral if you catch a glimpse of him when he thinks he’s unobserved His eyes are so dark they’re nearly black, and when he’s angry, criht, slicked back He has one of the most symmetrical faces I’ve ever seen His body…well, I see the lithe grace and power of the beast in hilides into the room in that fluid, anio He recedes fro down atI smell of Mallucé and he doesn’t like it I don’t like it either but the vamp’s shirt was preferable to mine Barrons is both the most and least complex h because it doesn’t seerim circumstances, but it strikesinto a full-fledged psychopath, the first words we speak to each other are about ainst the wall, leg and shoulder brushing ain control"

I rub the tattoo on the back of h I’d initially been furious he’d branded es "How did you get through all those Unseelie out there?" He doesn’t look like he’s been in a fight Or a few thousand

"The feth fiada A druid spell of invisibility"

I scowl "You never taught me that one"