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248. Kiss Out of the Blue

Author: Nightingale
last update publish date: 2026-04-26 23:52:16

Alex's POV:

Blake closed his eyes for three seconds after we stopped moving.

I watched him do it. The specific stillness of someone reaching inward along a thread that existed below the level of speech. His expression did not change exactly but something in it became more concentrated and then released.

He opened his eyes.

"They reached," he said. "Lyra says the treehouse is close. Maya is moving alright."

Something in my chest that had been holding tighter than I had registered released slight
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