The Night The Dreams Died
The Gift Of The Ke'cjes
Chapter 55
LV
Four weeks had passed since the two groups shared their final dinner together at Ta'lan's. It had been sad to say good-bye after being together for so long and sharing so many tribulations, but Liz smiled at the thought of her double and Maria, as well as Isabel, Tess, Max, Michael, and Alex, finally being able to return to their children and families again.
Kryys had departed at the same time as the others, leaving Kyle with them, as Kyle had intended, but Kryys had taken a different route home. His route was one that the others could not follow, but it would get him back faster… much faster… In fact, if he wished, it was even possible for him to get back at the same time he left. Time was not a factor when one had mastered its secrets.
As Liz thought about these things, she dipped her fingers into the cool blue river, leaving eddies in the swift current as it skimmed by beneath her. It felt good. So did the wind rushing by her face. And her mind thought back to four weeks before…
"You can! You just have to believe! Have faith! We would not have offered you this gift if we did not believe that you could do it."
"I don't think it's possible, Ta'lan. Our bodies weren't made for it. You and Rahn are… different."
"Not so different as you might think, Liz. We have adapted and multiplied our abilities over many, many generations, it is true… but our people began like you, one little step at a time. You have already learned to heal your own spine in order to walk again. Why didn't you let Kryys heal you when he was here? He could have, you know."
"I… I know he could… but I like the way I feel now… the way I am. I don't miss anything from before. I sleep very well… and when I'm awake, I'm not paralyzed… I don't even think about it anymore, I just do it… like breathing."
"And you can do this, too," Ta'lan said. She looked at Max, Michael, Maria, Alex, Isabel, Kyle, and Angie Lee. They were all looking at Liz. They had even greater doubts than Liz, but they knew that if anyone was going to do this, it would be Liz.
"Hold your arms out and feel the breeze under them," Ta'lan said, gently lifting Liz's arms out to her sides. Liz looked down at the valley below. It was beautiful from high up on the mountain ledges. Liz closed her eyes. She could feel the breeze caressing her arms. She opened her eyes again.
"What did you feel?"
"The breeze. It felt good… kind of… uplifting…"
Ta'lan nodded. Uplifting… that is a good word. If you let it, it will lift you up."
"I can't grow wings, Ta'lan. Even you said that we would never be able to change our body size like you… like your people do. We haven't evolved or whatever that way. Where would the extra mass come from to form my wings?"
Liz was thinking like a scientist. She knew that mass had to come from somewhere. If she couldn't change her body size, how could she grow wings? It was illogical. But Ta'lan just smiled.
"Jump, Liz."
"Jump? What… straight up?"
"Straight up."
Liz jumped. Her feet went up about two feet then fell back to the ground. It was a normal jump, nothing more nor less.
"Now hold out your arms and concentrate. Imagine that you have wings growing from your back just above your arms. Feel the wings. Feel the breeze under them. Feel it, Liz."
Liz tried.
"Can you feel it?"
"I can imagine it. I can… almost feel it. But I can't grow wings, Ta'lan."
Ta'lan took Liz's hand in hers and placed it on her back at the shoulder blades. Liz felt something. Definitely there was something. It was no more than a few inches long, but it could be a wing…
"Omigod…"
"I told you. Thanks to Rahn… and thanks, ironically, to J'Shalo's treachery… you were prepared for this. You can do it. Now jump, Liz."
"Again?"
Ta'lan nodded.
Liz jumped. To her surprise, she easily jumped over four feet high this time, though she used no greater effort than before.
"How did that happen," Liz asked, shocked.
"There's your mass, Liz. Your body is no smaller than it was before, but mass has been moved from muscles, from bones, from fat tissues… and used to form these little wings. Inch for inch, you are lighter than before."
"But… how? How can mass be transferred from one site in my body to another just like that?"
"What happens when you get a cut or a wound, Liz? The blood brings a veritable repair kit of elements to the site from elsewhere in the body. Your heart pumps blood, your pituitary gland releases chemicals that flow through your body. Your liver and other organs move fluids through your body, removing some elements, replacing others. Our bodies are not solid like stone, Liz. They are fluid… they are alive. Even yours."
Liz thought about what Ta'lan had said, and she reached back and felt the tiny wing on her back again. Hesitantly, she held her arms out and closed her eyes once more, allowing the wind to blow under them, imagining the feeling of being lifted up, like a bird, by the gentle breeze. She could actually feel it now. She felt so light… almost like she could…
Liz lifted her feet. For several seconds, she remained in the air, the gentle winds flowing beneath two wings that seemed to grow and grow until they were almost as long as Ta'lan's own wings… or Rahn's. Then she put her feet down and opened her eyes again. The first thing she noticed was Max, Michael, Maria, and the others with their mouths hanging open in shocked disbelief. But Ta'lan and Rahn were smiling. It was an "I-told-you-so" smile.
That was four weeks ago… and Liz still remembered every word.
Liz took a deep, refreshing breath of the clean, fresh air, as she skimmed along over the surface of the Ke'cje River, feeling the mist in her face and making eddies in the water with her fingers as she dipped them into the current just below her. After several minutes of this, she brought her wings down forcefully, propelling her feather-light body upward… then upward… then higher still… into the high east winds above the valley. Liz leveled out and spread her wings wide, allowing the east winds to support her.
"I knew you could do it."
Liz looked to her left and saw Ta'lan and Rahn with several other Ke'cjes. Near Ta'lan and Rahn, Maria and Michael drifted on the breeze. Maria waved giddily. Michael had Maria by the hand, and each had one wing over the other. Further away in the distance, Liz saw Alex and Isabel sailing higher and higher into the high east winds. Her friends were all here… together… just like then…
- Liz looked at Max and smiled, and he winked back. She remembered thinking that Max looked rather erudite in his royal red graduation gown and hat. They had no warning then… no idea that anything would go so very wrong… until the guest speaker, Bryce McCain, walked out onto the stage to speak…
Suddenly, Liz felt a sick feeling in her stomach… a premonition… but she knew that it had come too late. She looked back at Max, her eyes wide with fear… more for him than for herself. Before she could speak, a deep, excruciating pain in her stomach doubled her over, and she struggled on her feet, as something went through her and struck her backbone… She heard several loud explosive sounds… rifle shots… then something hit her in the head… hard… like a sledgehammer. Liz felt her life draining away as she lay on her back on the floor. The room spun and disappeared in a fog, then all was gone.
She awakened in her room, but… it wasn't her room… not like she remembered it. It had been painted white, and her tongue felt like sandpaper. She was thirsty and had tubes in her everywhere. A woman she did not recognize ran calling for "Mister Parker." -
A gust from the high east wind blew in her face, reminding Liz where she was, and she shook her head, dispelling the bad memories. It was a beautiful day over the Ke'cje valley. Rolling over to her left, she dove downward toward the forested mountains below. It was easy to do, and coming out of a dive was no problem at all with such a light body. As the tall green trees on the mountaintop appeared in front of her, Liz calculated a trajectory through them. It was fun to glide through the forest on her newfound wings. It was peaceful allowing the trees on both sides to sweep by her in their deep green majestic splendor. Liz had always liked trees… and walking in the park…
- "Still feel like doing this, sweetheart?"
"Wild horses couldn't stop me, Vera. I just want to be out here in the fresh air among the beautiful trees and flowers for a while. I want to feel human again. You can understand, can't you?"
Vera nodded. Then she took the handles of the wheelchair and walked toward the nature trail. Liz was smiling broadly… and taking in all the scenery.
"God, it's so beautiful, Vera! I think I'd almost forgotten what it felt like to be outdoors in the real world. Thank you so much for bringing me!"
"It's my job, honey. Besides, just between you and me, I like walking in the park." Vera smiled.
"You think anyone would mind if I pulled one of these little flowers off this bush, Vera?"
"I think there'll be plenty left, Liz. Go ahead."
Liz carefully plucked a flower from beside the trail with her fingers. As she did, her arm moved slightly.
"Did you see that, Vera? My arm moved!"
"I saw it."
"It was just a little, but I actually moved it, Vera! Maybe I'll be able to walk again some day, too."
"I wouldn't doubt it, Liz. But don't get yourself too anxious and then get depressed if it doesn't happen."
"It will, Vera. I know it will. I just have to be positive about it." -
Liz saw sunlight ahead as she neared the edge of the forest. She emerged from the trees and rolled over toward the valley below, allowing herself to glide down the mountain, following the contours of the terrain below her. She crossed the river then turned back and crossed it again. Somehow she never tired of feeling the cool mist in her face as the swift waters flowed by mere inches beneath her. A short distance down the river, Liz turned in to the shore again. She was at the foot of the mountain now, near the source of the river. It was a quiet place. Everywhere she looked, large stones stuck out of the ground like venerable monuments of nature's serene beauty…
- Vera helped Liz out of her wheelchair, and she sat down on the ground in front of the granite memorial marker. Then she reached out and touched it, running her hand over the engraved words…
Maxwell Evans
1984 – 2002
Tears filled her eyes, and she wiped them away, but it was like trying to drain the sea with a straw. The tears rolled down her face faster than she could keep them away. She stopped even trying.
"It wasn't supposed to be like this, Max. We were supposed to live happily ever after. You never should have healed me. Look what it got you!" Liz began to sob, and Vera helped her wipe some of the tears away with a handkerchief.
"If you hadn't healed me, you would still be alive, Max. Nobody would have ever known about you. Who's going to save your people now? I betrayed them all by loving you. Because of me, Kivar wins. All I ever did was love you! Why did you have to die?"
Vera sat down on the ground beside Liz to comfort her. "I know it doesn't seem possible now, Liz, but time heals wounds.
"Some wounds never heal, Vera. The bullet that went through my head and the bullet that crushed my spine made wounds that will heal… at least outside… but…" Liz motioned toward Max's grave. "This wound will never heal for me."
"I know. But life will go on, Liz. And you will go on." -
Liz wiped her eyes and flew back up into the sunlight. Bringing her large white wings down with powerful strokes, she climbed quickly past several wispy little clouds. She could see others here and there… and in the distance, she could see Alex and Isabel. They were still the highest ones in the sky…
"Alex… Sweet, sweet Alex…" Liz thought with a smile. "What would I have done without him when Judge Lewis had me thrown in that insane asylum? If Alex hadn't been there, too, to keep me grounded, I don't know what would have happened…
- "Alex!" Liz cried plaintively, her voice breaking and her emotion obvious as the door to her room in the Crestview Mental Health facility was closed, separating her from her only comfort. She was alone.
"Don't worry, Liz… I'll be here…" Alex's voice trailed off, as Liz's door was closed, locking her in her room. Liz sat in her chair for several minutes, asking herself if this was the way it was all going to end for her… locked in an insane asylum… perhaps murdered… after everything they had been through… and bringing Alex down with her. No, she couldn't let that happen. Not to Alex. He didn't deserve this. Liz moved herself from her wheelchair onto the edge of the small, white bed and looked around at the room. It was stark, no windows, devoid of any color, devoid of any joy, miserable… just like her. She put her face in her hands and began to cry, but after a moment, she raised her head again, steeled her resolve, and dried the tears. --
Liz smiled as she remembered what had happened nine days later…
- "It's dinner time, Miss Parker."
"I'm not really hungry. I don't think I could eat."
"That's a negative attitude, Miss Parker. If you want to ever get out of here, you have to eat your food."
"Leave it. I'll see if I want any of it later."
"I'll be back in about an hour, Miss Parker. Just leave the plate and cup on the cart… You can roll that wheelchair over here by yourself, right?"
Liz didn't answer. The orderly closed the door behind him and locked it. For several minutes, Liz stared blankly at the wall, her mind miles away from her suffocating present existence. But after several minutes, she decided to at least look at the food. Wheeling her chair over to the cart, she removed the lid from the plate. There were two slivers of white cheese, something that appeared to be scrambled eggs, with the yellow removed, a cup of milk, something bleached white that looked vaguely like artificial crab meat… but that was only a guess. Liz sighed and replaced the lid without taking anything.
"Pretty disgusting isn't it?"
Liz raised her head and looked around. There was no one there.
"They've done it," she said to herself quietly. "They've made me start hearing voices… in only nine days."
"I could go for a cheeseburger myself," the voice said.
This time, Liz lifted the cover from the side of the cart. Nestled comfortably on the support bars beneath the cart was Alex.
"Omigod, Alex! What… How…? Alex? Tell me you're real!"
Alex painstakingly extracted himself from the support frame beneath the cart and stretched his legs out.
"I'm real, Liz."
Alex bent down to kiss Liz on the cheek, and Liz threw her arms around his neck so tight that he was afraid he would be pulled down on top of her in her wheelchair.
"I'm happy to see you, too, Liz, but you better let me go. I don't want to fall on you."
"The least of my worries," Liz said, letting Alex go.
"Yeah! The food around here is definitely problema numero uno," Alex said with a grin. Liz smiled.
"Well, it's all we've got, Alex. Like it or not, it'll have to keep us alive."
"Maybe not," Alex said, reaching back under the cart and pulling out a couple of hamburgers, some yellow cheese, a couple of soft drinks, and a candy bar.
"They eat real food in the kitchen," Alex said with a wink and a twinkle in his eye. "They just don't give it to us crazy people."
Liz looked at him then at the cheeseburgers. "How did you get those?"
"The same way I got out of my room. I hid under the cart. When it got to the kitchen, I slipped out and looked for some real food then climbed back under the cart. I was hoping they'd get to your room eventually."
"But… didn't they notice you weren't in your room? How did you…?"
Alex grinned and took two round lids from the lower service tray beneath the crossbars of the cart and placed them on the bed. Then he arranged the cover over them and placed the pillow so that, all in all, it did appear that someone was asleep in the bed under the cover.
Liz shook her head. "I don't know how you got away with it, Alex, but…"
Alex handed Liz one of the cheeseburgers he had made and a cold canned soda. She smiled and took a bite then took a sip of her drink. Then she closed her eyes for a moment.
"You're an angel, Alex! This is just what I needed. YOU'RE just what I needed! Omigod! You're the best! I just love you! You couldn't know."
"Well, you could be a little more sure about it, Liz," Alex said with a grin.
Liz smiled. "Alex, bend over." Liz put one arm around his neck and kissed him lightly on the lips.
"Whoa! Wow!" Alex gasped, as Liz let him go. "If Max really is still alive, Liz, he's going to kill me now."
"Don't worry, Alex. Max would understand. He'd probably kiss you himself for me."
"He better not!"
Liz laughed. "Alex, Max will always be my one great love… but you deserved a kiss for this. I can't believe you did all of this… and got away with it!" -
Liz smiled as the memories came back to her. Alex had always been a good and faithful friend. She couldn't even begin to imagine him not being there. Seeing Alex flying high in the sky with Isabel now just seemed oddly… well… right somehow.
They had all agreed that they would never use their shapeshifting abilities outside of the Ke'cje valley unless it was absolutely necessary… or an emergency. Max and Liz and the others knew all too well what it was like to be different. And even though Antarians had a myriad number of different powers, and most of them had at least one, shapeshifting was not one of the usual ones. Max didn't wish to appear different, and flying around over CoruzAntar would have been… well… different. They would come to the Ke'cjes' valley to fly in the high east winds whenever they felt the need to clear their heads. But they would never make their ability common knowledge to the public. They all felt that it was the right decision.
But Liz did have to smile as she watched Alex and Isabel soar higher and higher into the sky. It almost seemed as though they were… reaching for the stars…
- The stars in the night had been plentiful above the Mesaliko Reservation, as Liz sat alone in her wheelchair by the river, looking up into the starlit sky… It almost seemed as if…
Liz reached one hand up… toward a particularly bright star, and as she did, a hand took hers and closed it around the star.
Even in the starlight, Liz recognized Max's hand… its feel… the tingle it gave her. She spun around in her chair, almost overturning it, and Max scooped her up into his arms.
"Max! Omigod, Max!" Liz cried over and over, wrapping her own arms tightly around him and smothering him with kisses. "I've missed you so much! I knew you were alive! I just knew it! But I thought I might never see you again."
Max hugged Liz to himself and kissed her face, her hair, her neck, her hands… as tears of joy ran down his cheeks, too.
"I knew you were alive, too, Liz," he said breathlessly. "I felt you. I always have! They told me you were dead… and for a while, I thought maybe I was feeling you, because… because I couldn't let you go. But deep inside, I knew it was you I was feeling, not just a memory. I came down here to the river to try to relax… and feel closer to you. It's been kind of a… a rough day."
Liz pressed her lips to Max's and kissed him with all the passion that had been pent up inside her for so long. After several minutes, she pulled back and smiled, running her hands lovingly over his face. "Did that help any, Max?"
"Lots! …Can you walk, Liz?"
"No." Liz shook her head. "I haven't been able to move my legs since… graduation night."
Max picked Liz up in his arms. "I'll send Rahn back for the chair later. He can slip out of Gray Hawk's house without being noticed."
Liz put her arms around Max's neck, and her body relaxed in his arms. She looked at his face… God! How much she had missed it! And she looked at the stars. They were bright tonight… very, very bright… and oh so beautiful. -
Liz smiled as she remembered how Max had carried her back to Gray Hawk's house, where he and the others had been hiding with Angie Lee's help since escaping from the base, while Jim Valenti had hidden her and Alex only a few doors down in River Dog's house. And neither had been aware that the other was right there on the reservation.
With these thoughts in her mind, Liz brought her wings down forcefully, climbing higher and higher into the sky. As she flew over a small cloud, she rolled over on her back and imagined that she was lying on top of it, nestled in its cottony wisps. Cradled there, she spread her wings out as far as they would go, basking in the sun's warmth while she warmed herself in the memory of Max's arms holding her that night. The warm sun felt good on her face, and some memories felt good in her soul… That one did. Liz couldn't exactly fly upside down the way she was right now, but her body was so light, and her wings provided so much lift, even upside down, that she could have stayed like this for quite some time… perhaps an hour… before she would have reached the ground. But it wasn't the ground that pulled Liz out of her thoughts. It was Maria.
As Liz lay on her back, basking in the sun's rays, a hand took hers and spun her around. Liz folded her wings and rolled over then spread them again, settling into a glide, as she looked around to see who had interrupted her cloud-top sunbath.
Maria drifted over toward Liz again and settled into a glide beside her…
"Having fun yet, Liz?"
Liz smiled… "Is the Golden Sea salty, Maria?"
"Well, I don't know… Michael told me that before we came here he and Max convinced Alex that the Golden Sea was golden because it was made out of lite beer."
Liz giggled. "Actually, it was Isabel who said that… as a joke. I was there. But Alex didn't buy it. He was just pretending… kidding around… you know, playing along with the joke."
"I know. Alex is cool."
Liz nodded.
"Take my hands, Liz."
"Huh?"
"Take my hands! I've got something to show you."
Liz took Maria's right hand, then both of them slowly glided around to where they were facing each other. Then Maria took Liz's right hand in her other hand. Face to face like this, neither one could fly forward. What happened next was that they slowly began to spin around and around like a helix… or the blades of a helicopter. Maria laughed, then Liz began to laugh, too.
"This is fun, Maria! How did you learn to do this?"
"By accident. Michael tried to hold both of my hands at once, and we started spinning. After a few moments, I realized I was having fun. Pretty cool, huh?"
"Yeah! Pretty cool," Liz agreed, releasing one of Maria's hands then the other and returning to a slow, leisurely glide alongside her best friend. "Did you ever think you'd be doing this, Maria… flying, I mean?"
Maria shook her head. "I never thought I'd be going to Czechoslovakia with the Czechoslovakians. Sometimes I still wake up and think, 'Was I crazy or something?' Then I see Michael, and I say, 'Oh, yeah.'"
Liz laughed. "I know what you mean. If you think about it, it seems so weird it's almost scary. But I wouldn't change it for all the money in Fort Knox… or on Antar."
"I know I wouldn't," Maria said with a thoroughly positive air. "I like being a Czechoslovakian… even if I did sneak in across the border… in a manner of speaking."
Liz laughed again. "Don't worry, Maria. I think Max got us all green cards. Anyway, we're Antarians now… bonafide… the real deal. We're married to Antarians, so we are Antarians."
"Except that real Antarians have powers…" Maria said.
"Well, we can fly and change our shape," Liz replied. "Not like Rahn or Ta'lan, maybe, but we can change. I'd say we've got a power."
Maria smiled then nodded… "Yeah… Yeah! I guess I am a real Czechoslovakian. Thanks, Liz!"
"You're welcome, Maria. And any time you need to be reminded, just let me know."
Maria looked at Liz. "You're a good friend, Liz! The best!"
"So are you, Maria. I'm glad you're here. I'm really glad."
Maria looked at Liz again… "But if Max had asked you to go with him and I had said I was staying on earth… you'd have gone with him… right?"
Liz smiled. "In a heartbeat… but I would have missed you."
Maria laughed and nodded. "I would have missed you, too."
Maria looked to her left and saw Michael flying at her side now. He took her by the other hand and grinned playfully.
"Gotta go, Liz," Maria said. "The sky is gorgeous today. Gotta take advantage of every moment."
Liz nodded and waved good-bye as Maria glided away with Michael. Liz wasn't quite sure if Maria had said, "the sky" or "this guy," but she guessed it didn't really matter. Maria would have said that both were equally true.
Liz smiled and shook her head as she thought about spinning around and around and around high up in the sky. It had been dizzying… but fun…
- Liz reached out her hand, and Max took it. Then she spun toward him and into his arms with a movement as graceful as any Max had ever seen. Max found himself moving to the music with her… and watching Liz dance like she had never danced before.
As the beat of the music throbbed in their bodies and the haunting strains of the tune infused the very air around them with life, Liz swirled and spun… she leapt and swayed… she pirouetted and dipped. Max moved to the beat with her, holding out his hand again. Liz took it, and Max pulled her to him, lifting her gently yet easily into the air on strong arms. Like a graceful swan soaring for the very first time from a previously earthbound existence into the glorious infinite blue sky above, Liz rose lightly into the air. She held out her arms, balancing on Max's gentle hands, losing herself in the moment. It was freeing. It was cathartic. It was wonderful.
Gently… in total harmony with the music… Max lowered Liz back to the ground, as he turned gracefully… more gracefully than he had realized he was capable of… on his feet. Liz touched the floor lightly, like a feather floating down, then her feet gracefully propelled her back into the air in a spin, followed by another pirouette on her toes.
Applause filled the air from every side of the room. In the emotions of the moment, Liz had not even realized that she and Max had literally cleared the dance floor. They had become the main attraction, the single attraction, and everyone… absolutely everyone… was loving it.
As they swayed together to the music, cheek to cheek, secretly, irresistibly, Liz unbuttoned Max's shirt. Then he swirled away from her and she from him, both of them releasing each other's hand simultaneously. Liz turned around once on her toes then stood, swaying to the beat, holding Max's shirt in her hand, an immutable grin on her face.
Moving away, Max turned around twice rapidly then took a short running leap, rotating in the air and landing on his hands in a back flip. Liz watched, smiling deliriously, then took one final spin of her own, holding Max's shirt over her head, allowing it to wave high in the air like a victory pennant. -
As memories of the dance in Gray Hawk's new house on the Mesaliko Reservation came back to her, Liz smiled. They had been through a lot together… all of them had. They had been shot, pursued, and persecuted. But there had been good times, too… like Alex unexpectedly popping out from under a cart with a cheeseburger, Max carrying her in his arms to Gray Hawk's house… and the dance. Adversity intensifies joy. She guessed that was why people who had been near death said that it taught them to appreciate life.
Liz sighed. The only thing she was missing right now was Max. She rolled over and looked around in the sky. Max had had some very important things to take care of at the palace, but he had said that he would join them if he got through in time. Liz understood that what he had to do was more important than this. He was forging a new government… a new life… for them and for all Antarians. That was what a king had to do. It took precedence over everything else. But it would have been nice to have Max here with her… especially right now. Liz sighed and looked around again, almost expecting to see Max's face smiling at her, but he wasn't there. Alex and Isabel could still be seen, though just barely, high up in the sky. Maria and Michael were gliding back and forth through the wispy clouds together, hand in hand. Kyle and Angie Lee were hanging out at a lower altitude, still a bit unsure about going very high. But they were clearly enjoying themselves immensely. Liz sighed. She understood. She was married to a king. He would have things to do that would take him away from her. It was inescapable… and necessary.
Liz looked around one last time then decided she would skim along over the river again to feel the cool mist on her face. It would take her mind off of… other things… but as she rolled over to dive, a hand reached out and touched her from the other side. Liz turned her head… Max!
He looked like an angel with his long, powerful, white wings holding him there so effortlessly in the sky, high above the Ke'cjes' valley. Liz reached out to him with her hands, and Max took them in his, pulling her to him. Then he wrapped her in his arms. Liz wrapped her arms and her wings around Max, and he carried her effortlessly along on the winds with his own powerful wings. Max smiled and looked deeply into Liz's eyes then kissed her. As he did, he took her higher and higher, high into the high east winds, where the wind beneath his wings would carry them along… and where he could devote his total attention to the angel in his arms.
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