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Her tongue snaked out to dampen her nose as she contemplated Riley’s question. She’d spent all her energy thinking about what she was leaving behind, Masque hadn’t really looked forward yet. The possibilities were, in a word, endless. And overwhelming.

For a moment, she stared at the great stretch of trees where she’d once searched for Avicus. She was just about to suggest they start there when a bird cried overhead. Masque glanced up and saw a gull winging in the direction of the coast. Her gaze followed it, contemplative.

Facing Riley, she asked, Have you ever seen the ocean?