Read An Excerpt From Tundra 37 By Aubrie Dionne
Tweet Prologue The Seers I'm losing her. Abysme guides the vessel in silence, her blind eyes rolling as she senses our course, two hundred years away from Paradise 18. She's scattered her thoughts among the stars, and her mind drifts farther from the sister I once knew. I fear the machine has engulfed her …
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