“Why did you destroy the archangel’s list?” Instead of answering, I asked, “Could the ishim really get you in trouble for standing up for us hybrids, Ophan?” “I was standing up for my fletchings—hybrids and verities. The shine of wings has never meant a thing to me. Not in the past and not now. All I can hope for is that, one day, it will stop mattering altogether.” In silence, we studied each other. I wasn’t sure what she saw when she looked at me, but what I saw in her was a supporter instead of a detractor. “For that to happen, a hybrid would need to become archangel.” “I agree, Celeste,
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