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4.2.25 - The One to Become the Third pt 5

4.2.25 - The One to Become the Third pt 5

They looked out. The meadow was endless. Boulders and dust. Craters within craters. Suddenly, a screech tore across the sky. The wind stilled. Then reversed. A massive shadow crossed above.

4.2.25 - The One to Become the Third pt 5

They looked out. The meadow was endless. Boulders and dust. Craters within craters. Suddenly, a screech tore across the sky. The wind stilled. Then reversed. A massive shadow crossed above.

4.2.25 - The One to Become the Third pt 4

4.2.25 - The One to Become the Third pt 4

Real tokens. Not the brittle replicas given to dosijo. Epsul’s heart caught. Soet froze. “You’re giving us our actual tokens?” Soet asked.

4.2.25 - The One to Become the Third pt 4

Real tokens. Not the brittle replicas given to dosijo. Epsul’s heart caught. Soet froze. “You’re giving us our actual tokens?” Soet asked.

4.2.25 -  The One to Become the Third pt 3

4.2.25 - The One to Become the Third pt 3

“You need to eat too,” Epsul said quietly, cleaning her bowl. “He won’t,” Mowa replied. “Been hungry since I met him. Says it reminds him he’s alive.” Soet leaned back....

4.2.25 - The One to Become the Third pt 3

“You need to eat too,” Epsul said quietly, cleaning her bowl. “He won’t,” Mowa replied. “Been hungry since I met him. Says it reminds him he’s alive.” Soet leaned back....

4.2.25 - The One to Become the Third pt 2

4.2.25 - The One to Become the Third pt 2

“Found it. On the way home. For Cauma,” he said flatly. He bumped her with his shoulder and kept walking. Epsul let him pass, but then darted ahead. She’s going...

4.2.25 - The One to Become the Third pt 2

“Found it. On the way home. For Cauma,” he said flatly. He bumped her with his shoulder and kept walking. Epsul let him pass, but then darted ahead. She’s going...

4.2.25 - The One to Become the Third pt 1

4.2.25 - The One to Become the Third pt 1

Zarash imagined the taste of fried kozhaka, the feel of shalts in his hand, the weightlessness of lying on his cot—alone. Mostly, the absence of Epsul. But Epsul smiled to...

4.2.25 - The One to Become the Third pt 1

Zarash imagined the taste of fried kozhaka, the feel of shalts in his hand, the weightlessness of lying on his cot—alone. Mostly, the absence of Epsul. But Epsul smiled to...