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I Brought My Lips Down To Hers, And It Was Like Everything That Had Ever Happened To Me Had Simply Been A Warm-up For This Moment, That This Was Where My Life Truly Began.

Weirdly, An Image Of Adrian’s Love Painting Came Back To Me. I Thought Of The Jagged Red Streak, Slashing Through The Blackness, Ripping It Apart. Staring At Jill And Her Inconsolable Pain, I Suddenly Understood His Art A Little Bit Better.

But Perhaps The Best Part Of All Was That I, Sydney Katherine Sage, Guilty Of Constantly Analyzing The World Around Me, Well, I Stopped Thinking.

Sleep With Seth Mortensen? Good Grief. It Was The Most Preposterous Thing I'd Ever Heard. It Was Appalling. If I Absorbed His Life Force, There Was No Telling How Long It'd Be Until His Next Book Came Out.

Once You Cross Into The Next Loyal Kingdom, However... Be Warned. You May Not Find Such A Warm Reception. The Mimosa Land And Its Residents Are Not Nearly So Accommodating." This Was Warm And Accommodating? That Didn't Bode Well For The Next Kingdom. I Also Found It Sad That A Place Called The Mimosa Land Was Unfriendly. It Sounded Like A Party Waiting To Happen.