Chapter Eight
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Truths“They left the Earth!” Aurora gasped. “But how, I do not understand?”
“Few ever did.”
“I bet the Marquis did.”
“Yes, Jean, as you have surmised, he did.”
“And he seeks to replicate them.”
“I cannot be certain, though it is not beyond the realms of comprehension.”
“It's all too much to accept,” I said, sitting cross-legged on the ground, Sunyin held off the mud.
Grella leaned back against the first available object; the cross creaked. He moved away in haste.
“If he could have left, then he would have already, would he not?” Aurora suggested.
“I do not know,” Grella shrugged.
“Is he so desperate to evade death?” I hissed.
“He is much older than you, Jean. You cannot imagine the anguish of having all you've seen, known, planned, snatched away. There is a f
