Clara sensed the angel of death would prioritise the duty she had been assigned to for millennia… I don’t intend to alter that directive…
“So, we wait?” Clara confirmed.
“Or go alone?” Ethereal asked.
Sparky jumped up and down in her chair while clapping her hands together.
“We get to go on an adventure?” Sparky yelled.
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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