The True Nature Series
I'd already figured out that his request for help had been a ruse, but now I also knew he was more educated than he'd let on.
He chuckled, "It worked, didn't it?"
I punched him in the arm, but he reacted like it was a feather.
"So, back to the prophecy," I said. "It's more like a mixture of 'chiasmus' and 'antimetabole,' the first repeating the meaning with different words and the second repeating the same words."
The heated look returned to his eyes. "Stop it," I laughed. "Focus." I pointed to my phone. "One birth. That means we're talking about one person here, right?"
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