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That’s the tricky part about good and humble beginnings; they often have swift and tragic endings.
“It’s an Oblivion Candle. There is only one of them in the world, it’s your way of contacting me. It’s made from the wax of Icarus’ wings, its flame the blood of Hephaestus himself. In mere days, I must name my successor, or I will be forced to serve another thousand years,”
the next afternoon, Sonny and Jess exited Captains, the small seaside convenient mart, as if each of their lives weren’t slowly starting to boil with terror.
