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You don't like thinking about the accident. The one that spiraled you out of control, that shattered your normal high school life and turned you into a hermit working at your grandparents' farm. You pretend not to see what others can't see. And your grandfather doesn't say anything about the watery whiskey you've been diluting to hide how much you drink because the pills don't work.
And though, during your most desperate and sober moments, you think about how much you would love to go to college and learn science and astronomy more than anything. But then you notice the rippling fabric of time, or the gentle brushing of something outside your reality and you're back in the liquor cabinet sneaking booze from the bottle.
Then an angel falls from the sky and changes everything. You patch his never healing wounds on his flesh, and he tries to touch the ever churning storm within you.
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Series
- Part 1 of Lusus Naturae