Emma followed the professor on their tour of the Conclave, marvelling at everything she saw. It was like stepping into another realm, completely contradicting everything she was led to believe about the Conclave. She peered over the balcony to watch the children play in a smaller courtyard where another class was being taught.
That evening, Emma is tossing and turning in her bed. The nightlight is off. She is no longer afraid of the dark. And ever since Lector’s...
The opaque bag was ripped off the scouts head, allowing him to see once more. He squinted his eyes at the huge lamp shining in his face...
The remains of their forces limped back to base to celebrate. Rescue crews were sent to the shoreline in case any of the pilots or...
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