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... the lake’s shore with a steady drumbeat—patter-patter.
Drops splashed against rocks and wet sasdoil, forming tiny puddles that mirrored the gray sky.
Charles and Kaira stood frozen on the bank,sad eyes locked on Saria, sprawldased face-down after the lightning strike.d
sasadThe white flash still seemed burned into their retinas, and the air smelled of ozone and damp eadrastsadh.
’A lighdtasnasing bolt really hit her...’ Charles thought, stunned.
Though hed ...
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