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Neha leaned back, Islia's belt in hand. She watched carefully as the man faded into…well, nothingness, she assumed. Sleep, at best, death at worst. The creases on his face that signified the pain of his injury eased as did his breathing. In fact, were it not for the very slight shift of his...

If she were a less observant person, Neha might have missed some of the steps in the series of events that unfolded following her and Alyvia's approach. But she wasn't. When the man, ghostly pale and clearly not doing well at all, fell to his knees, she had been worried enough to step toward him...

Neha surveyed the wreckage of the ship wedged between two solid pieces of rock through her telescope. She was trying to assess the likelihood that anyone had managed to survive the crash from her perch in the tree, thighs clamping tightly onto the branch. "What do you see?" Alyvia looked up...