never fit into the mix. I was hoping tonight would be
different. I just don’t seem to fit anywhere. Neither do
you, he is watching us for a reason.”

I touched my ring as I watched Rama. The touch
sparked bursts of gold and blue that swirled in the space
between me and Rama. The colors created a chain whose blue
and gold weaves connected us. Union.


 
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