The Cross-Painted Curse: Part Six I stare at Kai, my heart in my mouth. I don't know what to say, and it appears, she doesn't either. The silence stretches between us, as we both search for something to say.
Origin of a Smug Philosopher Right now he was on his way to the Brightvale bookshop. He had been sent on an errand to buy a new book for the Seekers' extensive library.