Scattered Worlds, Shattered Gods

Scattered Worlds, Shattered Gods

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Keira thought she was just tired. Clinically depressed, maybe. Until creatures started hitting the classroom windows. Until black liquid appeared on the glass. Until something attacked her in the school yard and no one else saw it happen. No one else can see the creatures. Except Famire. Famire says they've been following him for a week. Now they're following her too. They don't know what the creatures are. They don't know why they can see them. And they definitely don't know why the creatures seem to have a grudge against them. But the answers would come very shortly.
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