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       Chapter Seventy-One: The Unseen

Watching the world pass outside was hypnotic in a way I could barely discern. Like a spectator, I could see the way the grass barely shifted in the breeze, how the world seemed to turn without me in it. It was dressed in an odd array of fog, something my gaze was drawn to as it rolled in from the east.

The fog looked as misplaced as I felt. But at least it was out there in the breeze.

I was just on standby, protected by these overbearing walls.

Stuck.

It wasn’t peaceful—in fact, I felt…restless, like I was waiting for something.

Anything.

It was impossible to pinpoint exactly what though.

Maybe I was still waiting for Angelica’s information, or maybe even Morax. Hell, I could have still been waiting for Elijah to return too. With so much on my mind, I honestly didn’t know which one it was anymore. Maybe it was all three, taking turns inside my anxiety ridden chest.

All I knew was that standing here alone just didn’t feel like home. Not anymore.

My jaw clenched, just as a black
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