Once more inky_universe aka Anastasya Hawk took her time to follow me on this journey, at least for a while, and though I managed to lose almost all of my readers over the course of this book I'm sure there will be another one in this series very soon.

Book II made me realize that even without feedback or resonance of any kind, writing remains important because it's the only way to keep the magic of words alive.

So close your eyes now and imagine. Imagine a place you've seen before: A dark place, a beautiful place, a place where the sun's shining so brightly that your eyes can't take it and your mind translates the white into black because of the intensity. Now I'm here, deep inside you, and I feel the water beneath your wings. Remember the day I told you that you're a little bird? Now I am 'cause I melt with you. I feel the little spiders crawling on my skin, and this place is a place like no other. Your place is a very old place, it's magical.
So many have been here before, but now it's nearly forgotten, and this lake became your private kingdom. So where are we now? We're family, you know, and this is a place without limits.

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