Chapter 23: FuchsiaTHIS VISION IS different, again. I’m alone in my body. At least I think I am.
“Leave me alone,” I yell at Cadence. “I don’t want this. I don’t want to see any more.”
“I’m not the one doing this, Cole. If you hadn’t gone and told Ravel everything, if you’d just trusted me and helped, I could have explained. You’re ruining everything.”
She’s angry? Fine. Two can play at that game. I don’t have to listen or even talk to her. I can just wait for it to be over.
At least this vision is in a pretty setting. I recognize the rooftop of Refuge. I’m sitting cross-legged on the sharp gravel under a magical vista. Shades of blue fade to midnight, all pierced with stars.
I go to the edge to get a better look. The skeletons of crumbling towers are framed against the radiance of a
