Sorry if this is short!
Sandor's POV
How is this possible? I ask myself for the billionth time that night.
"How?" I whisper.
Ever since I got on this ship, I've been half expecting to wake up and find out this was all a dream, the Mogadorians never invaded, and I was and sound in my bed at home. Heck, I may even give up meeting Devektra if it means going back to Lorien, with it's grassy green hills, clear blue lakes, pearly white sandy beaches.
I'd give up anthing.
Anything.
So how is this possible?
PLEASE DON'T KILL ME
-Eight
