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Radio playing in the background, people walking on cemetery ground.
Am I insane for loathing these people, the angels and mystic fairy's?
Another destiny fulfilling. Ransom thoughts, and alarm clock.
The watching hour as well as the evil hour it strengthen as it gathers its people.
Musical training for the forests spiritual awakening. Watch out world, I have Jack Corrison with me and he has me, Allicia.
The channel is real, it smirks for victory lane. The main player is behind the wheel, scrolls and channel.
Allicia must tame the collapsing fae's request. To solve the pre-destined Music Notes as it is being erased.
The news flies from city to ashen towns just to find the sounds of a missing note. Her lies, the truth and a little promise to big to carry out its patterns inside a liven walking dead who speaks, rattles and turns into the monster it always was.
Now the remote is getting removed we must tell the love affair before the world turns ice-cold in its perfection.
It is time. Time to find the Channeler and the intentions for her rage against Jack's friends. There is a reason. The nearest dramatic Jaden scene sounds far apart at the maturity between Jack, Allicia and Askare.