Chloe | Letter 11 — Let’s make sure that never happens, shall we?
Well, I haven’t smiled like this in a long time.
I am travelling again.
On and off into the lovely green Isle of Ireland.
I think I will write a book and use this island’s greenery as inspiration for a new world.
There is something really special about the Irish. You can go into a pub alone, and within 20 minutes, you will have 5 new friends. They are so lovely.
I cannot say the same for airports, though. The bane of my life.
Wishing you all well from the magical lands of Acre (and Ireland)
— G. J.
Warring factions!
But they search for the same thing.
I cannot bear to think what would happen if they found the gifted…at exactly the same time.
Let’s make sure that never happens, shall we?
The stench. It reminds me of death, but it’s not death. The unclean. Months of roaming, searching, hunting.
We made it.
Viktor is in good spirits…and the twins, well, I haven’t smiled like this in a long time.
Dark and Light
But what now? We are encircled by ‘clack clacks’ The unclean
Do we run? Or do we fight?
— C
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