June risked a look back up over her shoulder. She couldn’t see the shoot-lead, it was too dark and the lower boughs of the tree were too thick. But she let a single low flash of blue light come from both her eyes—a silent thank you. It was probably meaningless to the Falsesparker, but Junelight found that her words were stuck.

Count me in! Ty 🙏
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