XXV Young

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XXV Young“I think I'm going to be sick.” It was the only thing he could say when Aaran's story reach its inevitable conclusion. When Garryn had embarked on this search, he'd expected to find a conspiracy regarding the true origins of the New Citizens. Never in his wildest imaginings did he suspect the truth could be this horrific. Of course there was no doubt in his mind that Aaran's tale was anything but the truth. The pieces fit too neatly with what he already knew about Cathomira and the Dreamers. The nightmares so full of violence made perfect sense and made Garryn wish he'd never learned the truth. “I'm sorry,” Flinn didn't now what else to say. Sorry didn't seem like enough. “Come on,” Aaran started walking. “We shouldn't stay out here.” He led them through the barricade prote

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