Not a member of Pastebin yet?
Sign Up,
it unlocks many cool features!
- The young man raised his head, his smile vanishing. "Do not speak, initiate! You know . . ." His voice trailed off as he took in the sight of Nissa. She felt a clumsy pawing at the outskirts of her thoughts, her association with Jace and his telepathy allowing her to recognize the attempts of a novice. His skittering probing ceased, having failed to find any purchase.
- ***
- THE HAND THAT MOVES
Advertisement
Add Comment
Please, Sign In to add comment
