”“It’s the truth, I swear it!” Reznik pleaded. He packed them careful y in one of the cartons. “We are ready,” she replied silently. The bolt slammed his great bulk into the air.
It slowly faded away, to be replaced byoutright begging. Looking farther, she could nolonger see the Black Ships. “I am here,” she thought, innately understanding that she would not need to speak to make herthoughts known. The amazing respiteinto his past had been brief but welcome.
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