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Star of Fate ProloguePrologue
Nightmares were all that remained of the three worlds. An endless incubus of darkness, oppression, and deceit. Physical appearance of the realms hadn't changed, yet the Other Beings knew. They felt the evil in their souls. They felt . . . the beginning of the end.
What had once been a world writhing with magic and mystery had fallen at the hands of the Humans . . . the beings brought into the world long after the others. The remaining Other Beings became abominations to the greater population, sins rather than righteous ones. They were shunned and forced into hiding. The Humans had no conception that these creatures they were destr
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I laid low until that night, playing the part of an innocent victim. They were constantly asking me questions, mostly about why I was steering instead of my mother; they clearly didn't believe that she was having a seizure. I was hardly ever left alone, so I had to figure out a way to make sure the room was empty when Will came . . .
By the end of the day, I had it all figured out. If I was asleep, they'd leave the room, and the only person that entered would be the nurse to give me pain medication. I studied the way the heart monitor worked to figure out what signified whether I was awake or not. By nine o' clock, I had
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Eventually, there came a time when I had to acknowledge that I was awake and they were intent on torturing me. Very reluctantly I opened my eyes, already expecting to be in my absolute least favorite place in the world: the hospital. The place gave me the creeps; it was too clean. Besides that, there were all these smiling doctors who thought they knew everything. They were almost as scary as the hospital itself.
"Well, someone's finally awake," came the first cheery voice. I winced. Oh joy. "How are you feeling?"
I raised my right hand--it was the only part of my upper body that was free from their disgusting equipment--and mad
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I did wake up for a brief while; the sound of sirens revived me. Now that the shock was over, I was able to, however vaguely, assess the situation. Somehow, I realized, my head was back on my side of the car, against the headrest. If I turned I could see outside, but there was pain involved with that. My left hand was still gripping the steering wheel, but I couldn't see it; there was too much metal. My arm was stuck, and if I paid attention to it, I could feel a stinging pain that signified it was broken. Something warm was traveling down my leg, but I couldn't see that either; there was too much metal against my che
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I woke up later than usual. I hadn't been sleeping well the last few months, what with nightmares plaguing me, and so Will being back was as welcome a relief to my body as it was to me. I stretched liesurely and glanced over at the closet.
Will was still asleep, his body curled into a sort of awkward ball. He looked peaceful enough; I knew he enjoyed sleeping there despite how small the space was. He didn't look like he was going to wake up any time soon; he had obviously meant what he said about getting his rest. I decided not to disturb him.
I got up and changed quietly, then wrote a note telling him that I'd gone already and
glass in the tidegradac, croatia; summer.
it is a town climbed up from the sea:
a salt hymn, an exhalation, a brightly calcified
spray. the houses here are overgrown
as wildflowers, paths like tiny winding veins
sprung alive between them. from my balcony i watch
the sun crest slowly into afternoon,
and mothers lead their children
down stone slopes, arterial pull
to the water. by the shore,
vendors sell bottles of olive oil, salt,
sage, gathering up anything with the taste
of what mystery inhabits the air—brimming over
the glass lips, a curving kind of joy,
the whole earth, a bowl of it.
at night, my uncle drinks beer
and i drink wine. he watches
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