Clark would never forgive me.

He had counted on me to hold Gabe back. But how do you stop the wind from blowing? The rain from falling? A Dreamtime seed from blooming?

Blinded by love, he had underestimated his son and the need consuming Gabe from within.

Gomi knew better and probably suspected some of the mystical. So he'd quietly done his best to prepare, not only securing state of the art equipment, but ultimately focusing on what mattered most: endurance.

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