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Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 3Part 3
No matter what I say, someone won't like it. Better to side with the majority.
The writer bit on his lip, wondering if it wouldn't be wise to remain standing so close to him. "I don't; I can't," he said, making sure to look at Alton when he did, so he could see that he was just as concerned as the others. "I haven't seen them since that day either, and Gabriel said he couldn't heal them. How can I say that they're healed, Alton, when I don't believe you either?"
Alton's smile faded again, and for a brief instant, his eyes shone red. But the moment of anger quickly dissipated into a sigh, and he turned away from all of them, wrapp
Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 2Part 2
I need to wait on a response from my folks. Push come to shove, maybe one of them can pick me up if I can't arrange a ride there...
After mulling over his options, Nathan groaned and rubbed his head. He checked his watch: a little after noon, and he hadn't eaten anything since he'd gotten home. Between hunger and anxiousness, it was no wonder he had a headache. It wasn't going to do him any good to linger on Thanksgiving. He'd wait on making plans and send an email later. Right now, it was time for food and medication.
As he stood to get something for his throbbing skull, his phone rang again. Reflexively, Nathan answered. "Hello
Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 1Part 1
Susan has violet eyes... one of the Sins has violet eyes... oh God, what if she's trying to trick me again...?
How long he had been in the hospital no longer mattered to Nathan as he kept his eyes locked with Susan's. He could feel his blood running cold again, as if he was still stuck in that freezer, and as far as he was concerned, he may as well be. His heart raced, but he tried to hide his rising panic, especially when Susan looked at him in confusion, those violet eyes staring back at him inquisitively.
"Nathan?" she asked, searching his face. "Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost..."
"I'm fine," he croaked,
HelicaseHelio and I were always sitting on the stairs, chatting about the lamina and occasionally making snide remarks about ribosomes. There wasn't much for us to do. Our job was to simply be, and let the RNA scribble down the letters on our foreheads when they came around every once in a while. Helio was a G, I was a C. It wasn't exactly fulfilling, I suppose. There wasn't much to be filled. So to pass the time, we talked.
"You ever wonder?" Helio asked.
"About...well...what's out there." Helio and I were rooted to the stairs, quite happily, but it was awkward to move in. He kind of twisted in the general direction of the closest pore. "Out in the cytoplasm."
"I haven't," I admitted. "What's there to wonder about?"
"That's exactly the thing. I have no idea." Helio sighed, gazing into the distance. "Somehow it feels like we play this huge, huge role in something important, but how can we when we don't even know what that something is? I want to be something that, that has
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