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... eted, silence fell.
Sid’s soul no longer asked who Saul was.
Nor did it pose any other questions.
He was gone.
The white characters on the black paper gradually dried and vanished, and the paper itself began to dissolve as if scorched by flame, until not a trace remained.
The diary flew back to Saul’s left shoulder and closed quietly.
“So the diary was actually a family heirloom of Sid’s? What kind of ancestor could create such a prophetic tool?” < ...
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