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Cole wasn’t sure which direction he was facing as he
looked into the night. Darker figures stood out against blackness, and Cole understood
they had crossed to the tree line. He felt Lucian behind him, his hands resting
on Cole’s shoulders—it was the only comfort in the emptiness that surrounded
them.
“I don’t see—” Cole dropped his sentence with a short
gasp. Small speckles of yellow light floated in front of them. Cole had no idea
how far away—or how close—the lights were. First there were only a few, then
many appeared.
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“To see any this soon after a storm is amazing.”
Lucian kept his voice lowered.
Cole watched the lights, trying to determine their
location, but the night had a disorienting effect and made it almost
impossible. “What is it?” Cole asked in a hushed whisper.
“You’re curious but scared.” Lucian lowered his lips
next to Cole’s ear. Cole felt a small shiver caused by the proximity. Lucian moved
his hands down to hold Cole lightly by the arms. “They won’t hurt you,” Lucian
assured him.
The speckles of light danced in small circles, and
soon Cole realized they were surrounded. It was as if the stars from the sky
had fallen to Earth to dance in Lucian’s garden.
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