“Don’t you know?  Never invite a faerie into your home, much less a Queen of faerie.  Now, bow to me.” – Orlaith, Queen of Glass Tears

                “Why is it that I never knew about these?” asked Sanguinus, legs pumping up what seemed like an endless flight of stairs.  He was at the dome of the city, its crystalline rainbow brilliance an annoying glare as up close and personal as Sanguinus was to it.  The staircase made its way slowly up the inside curve of the dome, leading all the way to the origin point at the very top.  Hanging from the origin was an array of various transmission and receiving instruments rendered in a combination of smartglass and flex...

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