To Walk Through a Dream Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven With Wavering Footsteps Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Stone Song Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three A Tale of Winter Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Destiny Inescapable Prologue Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Epilogue The Cycle's Continuing Beginnings Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Two Spirits Akin

To Walk Through a Dream Chapter Seven That morning, hurriedly waking the other gypsies who lay sleeping on the stairs and ranged around the building in a circle, seemed far away. They had found the two the black beast had touched in the dark building to be dead. They had rushed to get below ground, for fear of being noticed by the waking townspeople, and collapsed from exhaustion when they reached the Court. The beggar-child was also dead. "You are going away again?" She nodded. He sighed. "At least you came to say farewell to Clopin." "Perhaps someday you will say 'me'?" He gave her a lopsided smile and propped his puppet up on the table. "And ME!??" Rayven leaned forward and kissed both puppet and king alike on the cheek. "I will say goodbye to Jehan and Melisande as well. I owe them both." "Aye. It was they who found the street urchin." "And they have helped Marya." "You know her?" "Far better than she will ever know me. Perhaps it is for the best." "Pah. Keep your secrets, mysterious woman. Clopin has noticed a storm passing through Paris. He already knew you were leaving." "The storm has already passed, but there will always be more." She turned to go. "I will watch for them." She turned back, one eyebrow raised, a faint smile tracing the line of her mouth. "Who will?" "Clopin." The thunder sang a song like an aimless tune and the raindrops fell like diamonds. Chapter One of With Wavering Footsteps