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Blurry, fractured memories swam through Sophie’s mind, but she couldn’t piece them together. She tried opening her eyes and found only darkness. Something rough pressed against her wrists and ankles, refusing to let her move.
A wave of cold rushed through her as the horrifying realisation dawned.
She was a hostage.
A cloth on her lips stifled her cry for help, and a sedative’s sweet aroma stung her nose when she inhaled, making her head spin.
Were they going to kill her?
Would the Black Swan really destroy their own creation? What was the point of Project Moonlark then? What was the point of the Everblaze ?
The drug pulled her towards dreamless oblivion, but she fought back--clinging to the one memory that could shine a spark of light in the thick, inky haze. A pair of beautiful teal eyes.
Fitz’s eyes. Her first friend in her new life. Her first friend ever.
Maybe if she hadn't noticed him that day in the museum. Maybe none of this would have happened.
No. She knew it’d been too late prior then. The white fires were already burning--curving around her city and filling the sky with sticky, sweet smoke.
The spark before the blaze.