Petra found herself leaning against the doorway to Selene's office, dressed in a casual blue tunic and dark breeches. The information she had learned from her dragon the day before finally felt ready to share and discuss after digesting all Norvyk had told her.
Eyes quickly scanned the office...
Where are you going?
Henk turned around to face the faint remnant of the voice that haunted him, calling to him from within the house. It had seemed to authoritative, so deep and booming just days ago. Now it just sounded soft and pathetic.
Henk, did you hear me? Where are you going? Are you...
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