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THE DAY OF THE EQUINOCTIAL AWAKENING IS AT HAND. ALL IS PREPARED. WE WILL ACHIEVE ALL THAT IS GLORIOUS. |
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I read it a second time and handed it to Madden. He had to hold it down by the flickering light of the candle to read it. |
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''What the hell does this mean?'' he grunted. |
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"It's from the Emissary," Kelto answered piously. |
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"And just who is this so-called Emissary?" Jake came back at him. |
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Kelto dejectedly shook his head. "I don't know." He shoved his hands down in his jacket pocket and glanced over at the lifeless form of Glenna Austin. "I simply know that every eleven years there is an emergence, and that the Emissary is the one who prepares for the reawakening of the Ancient of Ancients." |
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Madden turned and looked at me. He was frustrated. More than that, he was uncomfortable with the mystical elements of Kelto's pronouncements. |
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"How did you get this?" I asked, pointing to the piece of paper. |
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Kelto shrugged. "I found it on my pillow when I returned to my room last night." |
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"Then you don't know who left it?" |
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