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Divine Spark Rising
“After one stop in Lisbon,” he said. “For
answers… and maybe a warning.”
Mist curled over the tiled rooftops outside,
spiraling outward into the night. Henry didn’t say
it aloud, but he felt it: the deeper they went, the
tighter the spiral turned. And sooner or later,
something was going to break.
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