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Chapter 47

"No one should tell us how to cry for the people we love!" Reesha called.

A soft hush fell over the room. Canuum's empathy was tangible, a blanket draped by their collective hands around little Reesha's bowed shoulders.

Pit recalled Fionn's words: Isaias's wife, Reesha's mother, lost in a tragic experiment with black holes. No wonder the crowd mourned with the girl-yet their concern seemed just for her, not Isaias.

Isaias was like the lowest strains of a ...

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