The Last Sun (The Tarot Sequence, #1)

by K.D. Edwards

teeth;

point. It

The deliberately

we’d became

Academy; and

Translucent gray bars appeared on windows; ghostly cages sprang up around hospital beds; shoelaces vanished and reappeared on passing nurses’ shoes.

Commas are fine here

You almost always need my help,

She was friends with my father; there was a party with lots of alcohol; and over my crib she pronounced: “He will be the most beautiful man of his generation.”

lied; and

magic; places

South Bridge in Edinburgh

I love coffee. I miss coffee.”

uncho-reographed,

groups; and

craft; I

Dalton; he

Dalton; and

cried; and

just open

living; to

household; to

blowtorch; and

wield one. I used my mass sigil—the only one I had;

lifestyle; it’s

right, it’s

of whom my

said, firmly,

been, and is,

corner; and

failing sun seared

Waves of possibility crashed on