….While waiting, Lisa knew, they’d log on to another site, another game.
….He stood there waiting in a torment of imagination.
…..Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul and sings the tune without words, and never stops at all.
….. “I’m so sorry”
…..I closed my eyes and lay back in the sand…and then I saw Phoebe.
…..She bowed her head and went to do his work.
…..It’s not over, Luna.
…..It’s taken me a while to understand that but now that I have I am never letting it go.
…..tomorrow she would start Tomoiya’s story.
…..The prophecy has just begun.