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sea. A hysterical sigh of relief sounds from above me, and I look up through sea-soaked hair to find Paedyn leaning over the railing above, tears streaming down her cheeks. For her, I pull myself up that rope. My arms burn, as do my lungs, but I push the pain aside. With raw palms, I set my feet against the ship’s belly and scale it. By the time my arms hook over the railing, Paedyn is practically pulling me over the edge.
Fearless (The Powerless Trilogy, #3)
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