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“I’oing tone

Truth was, he had no idea why Calder rubbed hih to adht body

Proble that he couldn’t have? He was supposed to be seeking a soul mate he didn’t even want, and instead, he was drawn to someone as supposed to be more like a brother It fucked with his head

But that was his proble his frustrations out on the man It wasn’t fair to him or the rest of the Circle who had to live with them

Lucien dropped his eyes to the paint, searching for a roller to use They could be civil He knew they could do this “So, talk to rew up”

“Southern California, close to the water, which I was always drawn to” He snorted Lucien looked up in time to see a smile twist across his lips and his eyes roll in self-mockery “Now I knohy”

Water Weaver as drawn to water Iine that

“You surf, right?”

Calder nodded “Since I was pretty young Stood on ht, and never stopped after that I used to skip school to surf, and that was the only thing that could pull ”

“Yeah, I noticed you read a lot Especially those spell books”

Calder shrugged as he took the pan filled with paint and one of the rollers to the far wall “It’s not so limpses of our past lives What ere like What the pestilents were like Snapshots of a lost time Have you read any of them?”

Lucien replaced the lid he’d rehtly hammered it with a mallet to save the “I skih a couple”

“I heard there were none from the past Fire Weavers,” Calder said softly

“It’s not really lance, and Lucien huffed “I know it’s my soul in a previous life, but that person didn’t live the life that I’ve lived now So, it’s me but not”

“There aren’t any from the past Water Weavers either,” Calder continued, his voice slightly sullen Lucien’s heart ached for theit Calder suddenly looked at hiain “Do you think it’s odd that there are no journals from either of us?”