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But Angel had already taken a bite. She didn’t fall or turn to ash. Instead, she laughed—a sound like wind chimes—and her shadow split into three separate shadows, each one dancing in a different direction.
They clinked their mugs—tea, black coffee, and chamomile. Lea Lexis- Ella Nova- Angel Allwood
“Don’t!” Lea shouted.
“It’s not a weapon,” Angel said, juice running down her chin, her eyes now full of galaxies. “It’s a door. And it’s been looking for three keys: a skeptic, a stargazer, and a gardener.” But Angel had already taken a bite