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Eli raised an eyebrow.

And in the Echo Lode, for the first time in a thousand years, the orbs began to hum in harmony—welcoming their newest keeper home. avy scott

“One condition,” she said.

Avy stepped through.

Avy stood at the base of Blackjaw Ridge, the autumn wind tugging at her braids. In her hand was a new piece of evidence: a brass key she’d found sewn into the lining of Eli’s old jacket, which his widow had given her just yesterday. The key was warm to the touch, even in the cold—a fact that made Avy’s rational mind itch. Eli raised an eyebrow

She slipped the brass key back into her pocket and took a step deeper into the glow. avy scott