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Maya grasped Paul with one hand as she deftly pierced his skin with the syringe and plunged the Proxitol deep into his veins. He writhed and bucked, but she held him down with an iron grip until his spasms subsided. He fell back into unconsciousness, his face slick with sweat. Maya was worried. The Proxitol was wearing off fast, and she had to administer the shots more frequently than she liked. She unstrapped the curved blade from her chest and sliced through Paul's trousers.  There it was: the swirling mass of colours. Taking a black marker, she pulled the lid off with her teeth and drew a line around the amorphous blob to monitor its gro

An overwhelming wooziness shuddered through Kaylin. It had been so long since she had jumped the Light Train in such quick succession. She wasn't accustomed to it, and her internal time-frame was suffering. A cool hand touched her cheek, and found herself looking into Jackson's kind face. Tears clouded her vision. "But… I saw you die." "Time moves differently on the train. Besides I had a duty to uphold." He pointed to her stomach and she lifted her shirt to reveal the faintest of pink marks where Darus' blade had pierced. "Your Zephyr. You healed me?" "As I always have." He touched her shoulder and she remembered the purplish-blac

We'll Meet Again Wait for me he whispered, his cheek pressed against her hair. She buried her face in his chest, and felt the muddy-green cloth scratch her bare skin. Strong arms held her tight, and she clutched his tall frame closer.     The scream from the engine pierced her heart, and reluctantly she released her grip. He brushed a lock of hair behind her ear and lent in for one final kiss – soft lips and wet cheeks – his touch lingering long after he pulled away.     With a sigh, he hefted his pack onto his shoulder and placed his hat on his head. She held his hand for as long as she could, until her fingers stretched and