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Each physical attribute so much like the woman he’d lost and at the same time made new by the passage of time. He didn’t know how he was going to keep her from disappearing again, only that he was desperate to do so. The memory was all too vivid of the day he’d come home to their apartment to find her gone, with no word to anyone about where or how to find her. He paused as beside him, Teri stood tiptoe, stretching above her head for a small vial just out of her reach on the shelf.

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she continued, as I stared at her open-mouthed. "I.. but.. where? If Yannick is dead, won't they just.." I trailed off as she shook her head, "We don't know, but.. they lost. A battle.. most of the pack is gone.." she said, her usually so stoic demeanor looking shaken to its core.

he says, and even Lucifer looks skeptical. "How?" Lucifer asks, crossing his arms. "I don't know what it was, or what I saw, but the thing pointed me in the direction of where the book is hidden at. It's in a place where there's no name, or even people." Loss explained. I looked at him with a confused expression as I racked my brain to think of such a place. "There's a place like that?" I ask him, and Loss nods. "Yes, we just don't know it." he replies, and he takes my hand as his wings pop out.

and walk away. I hear yelling and footsteps running after me, once I get to one of the biggest trees on campus I climb it. When I reach the halfway point I take a set on one of the branches, I look down to see Alexander and Josephina run past the tree. Then Jaxon almost runs past my little hiding spot, but instead stops right under my tree. He stands there for a minute then walks away. I start to climb down the tree, right when I get to the bottom I hear a branch snap and that causes me to lose my concentration making me lose my footing. When I fall I prepare for the impact of the ground but it’s hard surface never comes.

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Then we both walked towards our own cars. At home, I took a shower and made something to eat. It wasn’t anything special or grand, just chicken bouillon soup and toast. When it was made, I took my soup and my toast to sit on my couch in the parlor. While eating, I was scrolling through the apps on my phone and decided to read a romance novel. I love reading how the characters fall in love. And since I don’t have a romantic life right now, living vicariously through the characters is the closest I can get to falling in love. It’s pathetic really, but since I am 38 years old it’s just a way of life. After I finished eating my toast and drinking my soup, I washed my dishes and went into

⸻ 🌙 The Lost Pages The book slowly opened. 📖 ⸻ Its pages fluttered wildly. ⸻ Most were empty. ⸻ Destroyed. ⸻ Gone forever. ⸻ Yet one page remained intact. ⸻ One final page. ⸻ One hidden page. ⸻ A page nobody had ever seen before. ⸻ The page that existed before Memory Zero. ⸻ 😨 ⸻ 🌙 Before The First Question The page glowed softly. ✨ ⸻

--- For the first time, they didn't have to solve anything. --- Save anything. --- Understanding nothing. --- They could simply be. --- In the afternoon, they sat in the library. --- Between the shelves. --- Where the years had once stood. --- Most of the books were still there. --- But one was missing. --- Just one. --- The book titled: --- Those Who Stayed --- It had vanished. --- Months ago. --- No one knew where it had gone. --- And somehow, that didn't bother anyone. --- For some stories wanted to wander on.

I watch the other passengers settle in – businessmen in expensive suits, women with designer handbags, people who belong in places like this. I don't belong here, but I'm going to enjoy it anyway. The flight attendants go through their safety routine, and I half-listen while finishing my second glass of champagne. The plane starts to move, taxiing toward the runway, and my stomach does a little flip. This is it. I'm really going back to Nigeria. Back to family and questions and expectations I can't meet. Back to everything I left behind. The plane lifts off, and I close my eyes as we climb higher. The champagne makes everything feel soft and distant, like I'm watching someone else's life unf