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Sarah

After the Ball

Alpha Sydney of Shadowcrest pauses during the long trek down the stairs leading out of the temple of the Moon Goddess. He extends a hand to me, and I take it, finding his hands warm but slightly clammy. 

I meet his eyes. Goddess, he has radiant eyes. The kind of blue even the best artists can’t capture in a painting. Dark blue, like the deepest ocean, and so expressive I can see every thought behind them. 

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I knew the baby was hiSıdney’s when he looked at the baby ‘s eyes and saw hıs own. Wonderful
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