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Shanith Al-Fallion, nothing I do with you will ever be a waste. [ i_001.jpg] Dont be a sore loser, Jenna. Come celebrate with me. Martin Harris was an innocent man, and Ive done my good deed for the year. Indarin appeared again, anger clouding his face.What is the delay? Are you holding us up again, Holter? I tried, she said. Samaras desk lamp cast a low golden glow across the room, the dark scene on her television almost ruined by the reflection. The ghostly image of herself, curled up in bed with streaks of thick mascara running down her wan cheeks, overlaid the drama in the alleyway. She failed to sink into the fantasy.Her own image anchored her to reality, a constant reminder of the trouble she found herself in, the yet unknown repercussions, the feeling of a lead ball in the pit of her stomach. She even ruined her favourite movie. Her own sense of disparity had spoiled her time to heal. Thin lines streaked across Samaras eyes. She blinked them away, distorting the phenomena into fuzzy bars of static. It seemed the lines marked the journey of the blade. Her face burned, still feeling the tip slide through skin and separate the firm muscle beneath, transforming her into something…better? Her addled mind now struggled with the concepts. Something…truer? Why? Jeren shouted. Why kill her? What was the point? The words were arrows to her heart. She wanted to say yes. Everything in her wanted to say yes, to fling River Holt and her magic and all the Scions of Jern behind her and escape with him, no matter what the consequences. Vicky turn at the sound of raised voice. Whips her head back to Rowan in alarm.Dont get involved, she hisses, quickly. “Theyre just dickheads really. No. I watched up until he painted her. Is there something else? Maybe it was the gun I was holding or the underlying tremor in my voice, but one of them opened the door, and I rushed through.Gabriel! Bends double, and pukes two and a half pints into the gutter, all bile and acid and flat real ale. He staggers away. Reaches for his stone as if it is a holy relic. Manages to stop the recording at the third attempt. Names the fileVicky. Controls his breathing and phones Serendipity. Im sorry, Jeren, he murmured. Im so sorry. Im here now. I wish... He sighed and the words slipped away. “I wish I’d never gone. But I’m no use to you here.” Is that rude? enquires Snowdrop, pencil pausing on the pad. dating adice Fethan backed away, seething with rage. Another enemy. Jeren sighed, wondering if this was some new skill that she had managed to pick up—the ability to attract adversaries wherever she went. Kneel, said Ariah. And look into the pool. The visions will come quickly and it will feel real. Frighteningly real. Nothing can hurt you here so let it flow over you and through you. Be with your visions and learn all you can. Afterwards we will talk and work them out. But remember, Jeren,no matter what you see, I am with you and you are safe. You are always safe, little one. Teach me, Shan..