It started in her core, in the very center of her stomach, and ran out along her arms and legs. The shivers turned to goose bumps, butterflies in her stomach transformed into scarlet bright flame, joy came up hard to consume her. She wanted to stare up at these stars forever, felt they were more than just brilliant points of light, they were something akin to...
“You can see them all, can’t you?” Morgan said with an awed, whispered voice you would use in church. “All the Ikati. All of our kind, all across the globe.”
Jenna opened her eyes and gazed at Morgan’s face. She spun with dizziness and had to swallow a few times before she pulled herself together enough to respond.
“I didn’t see anything.” Her voice was more tremulous than she would have liked.
Morgan gazed back at her with som
