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Long Road part 1Faith usually wouldn't have sped, especially not driving Ben's car and not her own, but this was an emergency and she needed to get to Jake. She whipped in front of the Cross Industries building, thinking of where she needed to be.
She knew she'd have to get past security. Praying for a speedy way past, she groaned when the new guard took what seemed like hours to get the paper for her to sign. She jumped the bars that would have opened for her and ran, the guard yelling after her to stop.
"I don't have time for this!" She yelled back, taking stairs by two to reach the express elevator. Hopping in, she frantically pressed door close until the soft 'woosh' sound of the doors reached her ears, taking a breath then.
"Jake's gonna kill me for that.." She sighed, muttering to herself as she paced back and forth, listening to the soft 'ding' of the elevator as it went through various floors.
The doors opened again, and Faith took off, pushing open the door and going straight to the meeting r
Giving InSolstice stared at Storm, who held a letter in his hands, the same Mab had shown him the minute she'd read it.
"My sister, is gone. Some rogues from your court, want me but they got her?" Storm nodded, "Hard to catch everyone at once."
Solstice sighed, "I'm not blaming you or the entire unseelie. I'm blaming the rogues. Where the hell was Nick?"
"He's on a weekend job, with Doyle." Haze reminded her, and Solstice growled, leaning back to the wall.
She walked to her cabinet, grabbing a jacket, and her messenger bag, which had been her staple when she'd first arrived to the land beyond the glade.
"They want me, let's see if they can handle me.." She walked past Haze, who grabbed her arm, "Solstice."
She turned, as calm as if she'd just been told she had a meeting at the glade. "You aren't going alone."
Solstice shook her head, "No. I'm not. Storm, usually I'd ask you or Haze, but I have someone else I want. Your court hates him. My sister and I used to be his playmates."
Storm made a fac
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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