Eagle Heart
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‘I’ve been thinking about it. And I want you to have this feather, because golden eagles have strength and power, and . . . I hope you always have those qualities when you need them.’
. . . I held the feather in the palm of my hand and stroked its long spine and brown filaments. It made my fingers tingle, don’t ask why. I managed to speak. ‘What are you, Mary? A witch, an angel or just some girl I met.’
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Nothing about him has changed. Not his dark eyes, long dark hair, pale skin or his penetrating gaze. I’ve hoped he’d acquire a scar or some physical marking that betrays him for what he really is, but no such thing has happened . . . And even in the darkness, his eyes are looking right through me; I hate how he does that. He sits still and calm, but I feel the power in his presence.
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‘Don’t I have a right to be involved in seeking justice for my father? A right to be involved in holding LifeStar Corporation to account and bringing it down?’ I shouldn’t be saying any of this; it sounds like I want to actively join them.
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The sky darkens, the cloud thick and brooding . . . I can see the sea in the distance. I hit a wall of terror. Panic paralyses me. I’m going to die . . .