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One Ending and One Beginning

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Blake

“Will I ever see her again?”

Lexa moves with me through the dark, our bodies falling into the shadow of manor houses that sprawl throughout the neighborhoods resting against the palace walls. The layout of this city is so similar to Moonrise that I’ve found it more than disorienting sometimes, like whatever ancestor of the sitting king stole the design from the Firestone Queens, trying to recreate the kingdom they forced to ash.

“Chessie?”

She gives a tight nod, refusing to meet my eyes
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