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Chapter Fifty-Six

“I need a… an Imagineer. I need…”

My Master’s words are cut off as the breeze blusters, carrying spray into the air, to paint my face and lips with salt. While we’ve been talking, lost in each other, the sky has darkened. The sea roils, shading from blue-green to green-brown.

A wave rides in, dark...

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