The Seal Stone

When the seal stone reaches its true seal, the apocalypse must break. At the end of every apocalypse, there are lives lost. To whom does this honor belong? •I ran my finger around the circle of his tattoo one turn. "Do you feel?" ' I asked bitterly. "There's a big sign right here." If he spoke bravely, he would probably say stamp. Or damn. "You don't see it, but you feel it. It's right here. A rope that wraps you around you." My other hand slipped down Cesur's arm and my fingers tangled in his. “A web that connects everything,” I said, admiring his tattoo. "Just like me." •

Ola24 · Fantasy

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Chapter 12

My heart would burst with excitement. "Thank you," I said, but my voice came out so hoarse that I doubted for a moment that my voice had slipped inside me. He was acting so kindly that I suspected that the Fire in the cafe was going to be another Fire.

He still hadn't taken his hand off my waist, and it was embarrassing. She opened the car door for me. I replied with a shy smile and got in the car. He walked around the fire and got into the car. I waved to Ezgi, who was still looking at us on the veranda.

"How are you doing?" ' he asked, breaking the silence.

"I'm fine thank you how are you?"

"I'm pretty good," he said with a mischievous smile.

"Where are we going?" I said curiously.

"Let's eat first," he said. I shook my head slightly. Ateş found a good song on the radio and the interior of the car became more peaceful with the song. In this way, the silence did not scratch my ears.

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