This is a Prologue For My Story, Ice Wall


     “Activate totems,” said the thick accent.

     “Done it.”

     “Now get back to our meeting place.” There was static over the communicator.

     “You got it.”

     “You have done well, but my crystal is still dim.” The last word was drawn out with an accusatory tone.

     “I am sorry.”

     “No need for that. I have another source for you to consult.Wait until we rendezvous. This line isn’t safe anymore.”

     The call ended abruptly.

     The relay line closed forever.

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