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He inclined his head, "Fair enough And once you realize I a, and you have coic to me, I will still accept you as iven far more truths than lies You alone speak to the finest of all that I aain

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I left Barrons, Ryodan, and Cruce drawing up the Co established the concessions I feltsuit Fortunately, they are Ryodan’s As soon as it was completed, Barrons would text me and we’d meet at the bookstore, where Cruce would teach s

My sister, independent woman that she was, had left the house shortly after I had, heading to Trinity College to inspect the music box I’d told her about I was on my way there to meet up with her, anxious to know if she could hear the sa from it that I did

Jada had remained at Chester’s with Christian, to assist in his efforts, e the sarave to eradicate the earth from beneath the black holes If he was successful--he had concerns about not being able to keep it froan breaking it apart--he would sift to Scotland and bring back all the Keltar, dispatching theet to work

Still, ere only buying tiospheres were ly destabilizing effect on the environh I’d told Cruce that my race could be moved to another world and survive, I felt an undeniable (and rather confusing to a sidhe-seer) obligation to save the Tuatha De Danann from extinction I wondered why they would cease to exist if the Earth did, then recalled the queen saying it was because she’d bound the seat of their power to our planet

A lightbulb went off in my head and I drew up short in the middle of the street, stunned

If the poas in our planet, then it seeical it was this planet I had to tap into in order to redient?

I closedtendrils fro out and expanding

Oh, God, I could feel the world! I was part of it and it ar Alive!

And so very sick

Tears stung the backs ofThis hat the queen had always been able to feel--the fabric of everything, oceans and beaches, mountains and deserts, where it met in har, and tears rolled down my cheeks from the sheer beauty and sorrow of it

Her assessment had been accurate We were nearly out of time The spheres were more than mere holes in the fabric of our world They were a cancerous presence, changingthe very essence of the weft and weave of reality with their terrible song