![]() She pulled her shoulder-length blond hair around her face, wishing she could hide behind it. Sweeney,” she mumbled, shrinking under the glares of her now staring classmates. ![]() She tried not to wince as the bright fluorescents reflected off the vivid blue walls of the museum, amplifying the throbbing headache she was hiding. “Have you decided that you’re too smart to pay attention to this information?” ![]() SWEENEY’S NASAL voice cut through Sophie’s blaring music as he yanked her earbuds out by the cords. The white fires were already burning-curving toward her city and filling the sky with sticky, sweet smoke. Maybe if she hadn’t noticed him that day in the museum, none of this would have happened. A pair of beautiful aquamarine eyes.įitz’s eyes. The drug lulled her toward a dreamless oblivion, but she fought back-clinging to the one memory that could shine a tiny spot of light in the thick, inky haze. Would the Black Swan really destroy their own creation? What was the point of Project Moonlark, then? What was the point of the Everblaze? Something rough pressed against her wrists and ankles, refusing to let her move.Ī wave of cold rushed through her as the horrifying realization dawned.Ī cloth across her lips stifled her cry for help, and a sedative’s sweet aroma stung her nose when she inhaled, making her head spin. She tried opening her eyes and found only darkness. ![]() (And because I’m hoping imaginary grandchildren count!)īLURRY, FRACTURED MEMORIES SWAM through Sophie’s mind, but she couldn’t piece them together. ![]()
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