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The eons but clinging on refusing to crumble to dust. Was this a place where angels and powers greater and lesser once convened before the creation of Adam? Was this once a garden as Earth had been in those most ancient of days? And was the serpent now returned to look upon the desolation it had created? "That's quite poetic " Ming commented dreamily. The worst part of this wasn't the anticipation of more horrors it was the sheer boredom. "Huh? What's poetic?" "About the places where angels met before the Creation and how this was all that was left of the devil's lair. " Angel shook her head slowly in wonder. "I didn't think I spoke aloud. " Ming was startled. Am I going nuts or what? I'm not sure she said it aloud either. I didn't. What s happening here? "I think " Ming answered thoughtfully "we're reading each other's thoughts. Telepathy. Never had it in my family. You?" "I-We can sometimes tell what someone is going to do a.
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