Preface

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Sophie stared in shock as a figure in a black cloak stood before her, multicolored light spheres circling around him. No, not light spheres. Emotion spheres, she thought. The figure snapped his fingers, summoning five other figures to his side. He chuckled as he reached up to pull his hood off. Sophie covered her mouth and screamed into her hand when the figure showed his face. The familiar messiness of his blonde hair, the icy blue of his eyes, the laughter still etched into his now cold, pained face.

It couldn't be, she thought.

It can't be.

It shouldn't be.

"Hello Foster." Keefe said in a mocking tone.

It was.

Keefe Sencen.

No it was Lodestar as his new friends called him.

The Lodestar and the Moonlark.

"It's finally time." Keefe said. Two of the spheres appeared around Sophie.

"It's finally time to end the Moonlark."


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