Dark night, utterly dark.
Probably just as well.
If his friends could see him and knew where he was going…
Not that he knew where he was going himself, just who he was meeting and that was bad enough!
‘An adventure,’ she had said in that enigmatic way of hers and then she had smiled.
‘What kind of adventure?’
‘…To bring something back into the world that was lost.’
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