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." •

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Chapter 65

I screamed. I was white as if I had seen a spirit. The Great Wolf was no different from a spirit, to be honest.

I got up quickly. "What are you doing here?" ' I asked with anger mixed with fear. I took the center table between us.

The Great Wolf sniffed the hall and let out a distasteful laugh. "Just as I expected."

I grabbed the remote from the other seat and waved it at the Great Wolf. "Get out of my house now," I shouted, but he ignored me.

"The scent of Brave is still around here," he said, and made his way to the kitchen. He ran his fingers over the chair in which Cesur was sitting.

"So you had dinner together."

"What are you talking about?" I said. He was making up.

"You managed to fool the Raven with your little mind, but it's not that easy to fool me," he said gruffly.

"I'm not fooling anyone." I was still holding the remote towards him. As if he could protect me.

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