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Miriya's thought process detonated. Every idea, every memory that she held up to that point exploded in a violent supernova. In a panic, she tried to cling to what little reality that remained but it felt like drowning. She couldn't breathe. Atton's lips were moving, but she couldn't hear. He was just across the table from her but she could barely see him. Her limbs had become foreign and everything started to go dark. WRONG.
It's wrong. It had to be wrong.
The young master's arm began to move independ
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Ten, Chapter 7Atton Rand shielded his eyes with one black, gloved hand and eyed the sky casually. After a moment, he nodded slightly and turned back to the Exile.Ten, Chapter 7
“Ok,” he said, “It’s bright enough. Take a seat.”
Miriya Vohn complied immediately, dropping into one of the four wrought iron chairs that surrounded the glass table on his balcony. It was a beautiful afternoon, sunny and clear. She relaxed momentarily as the warmth seeped into her shoulders.
The Pilot swooped low and reached with both hands, grabbing the small, purple vial with his right a
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Ten, Chapter 6"When I look at you I see hope for all life..."Ten, Chapter 6
Miriya Vohn took Mical’s hand gently, surveying the damage. The disease had quickly consumed most of the musculature in his limbs. His joints protruded, large and round, surrounded by sunken flesh. It was alarming to her that his once-powerful upper arms had disintegrated to the point of resembling her wrists. She ran her fingers over the raised knots of his knuckles, grimacing at how rough and dry they were. It was like holding the hand of a very old man. The residual warmth was the only sign of life. &nbs
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Ten, Chapter 5“…!!!…”Ten, Chapter 5
That sound…
The Exile grimaced, clutching her pillow around her ears and burrowing further down under the luxurious, Coruscanti bedspread. It was no use; the high-pitched drone tore through everything, burrowing deep into her ear canal. Within moments, she sat bolt upright, furiously flinging the pillow aside. “What HK, WHAT?!” she demanded.
“[Statement]: Why good MORNING Master! What a surprise to find you awake at this hour and…mostly in one piece…”
Teeth grinding, Miriya pulled the c
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