Chapter Seventeen
Return
Noise and confusion.
People rushing to catch the pods, involuted in their own small world of deadlines and inconveniences. Others standing to wait by the departure boards that would show them which entrance to enter. Never had New York seemed so crass and chaotic to Alexa as she grasped her small case and moved towards the exit of Grand Central.
Back to the grind, the comforting peace and pleasure of the Domains so far away, not even a rumour to the crowds that stumbled in disorderly movement. She made her way up the broad stairs and into the street, almost unable to comprehend her own progress.
Alexa’s hand moved to her throat where the filigree collar had been. Smooth skin greeted her fingertips and she sighed in longing. The bracelet that gave her the power
