Ariana POVNobody answered Marcus. The mist had thickened while we sat there, and for a moment I thought it might swallow the whole field, dummies and students and cracked crystal and all. I wished it would. I wished it would swallow me first."I don't know," I said, which was true, and also the least useful sentence in the history of language.Marcus's hands were still shaking around the broken Lens. He wrapped it in a strip of black cloth, the way you'd wrap something that might still be dangerous."The Lens has never shown a death before," he said. "Not once, in three hundred years of recorded use. It shows arguments. Betrayals. First kisses people would rather forget." A ghost of a smile, gone as fast as it came. "It does not show corpses.""Maybe it's wrong," Kaelen said. His voice had dropped an octave, rough at the edges."The Lens doesn't lie, Ashbourne.""Then maybe it's not her." Cassian's tone was light again, but his eyes weren't. They kept flicking to my mouth, to the pla
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