Six unedited sentences from the upcoming Part Forty Three of You Will Find Your Way
They’re inside and the alarms aren’t blaring, so that’s something.
Luke looks at Dallas like she’s supposed to know what she’s doing, “Where do we start?”
Resisting the urge to frown, Dallas looks around the expansive library, at the rows and rows of shelves wrapped in massive, climate-controlled casings. She takes a deep breath and can feel the pull of a few of the more powerful books that are nearby, but nothing is jumping out at her and screaming, if you read from me, I’ll break the world in half.
“I need to meditate.”
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