Chapter Thirty-SixTimeMagellan IITime was a delirium. It had no beginning, no end, and no substance. While her body lay in a timeless state of dormancy, her mind was vividly active. The visions had returned again, but it was different this time. Time. She stood in front of an old door. A door that she’d never seen before, but whose location was very familiar to her. It wasn’t in a room, or a building. It was the arboretum at Cambridge: her favorite place on Earth.But this wasn’t Earth.The doo...
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