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from Harbinger: Sphinx by Nicolle A. Jenos

Copyright © 2019–2020 Nicolle A. Jenos

Prologue

Laying on the ground, blood trickling from her many wounds and slowly pooling around her body, Rosabel wondered where their group had gone wrong. So very and horribly wrong.

The acrid smell of iron filled her nostrils right up to the point where she could taste it and no amount of swallowing rid her of it. Wherever her eyes roamed, she saw bodies lying prone, lifeless, in the streets as rivulets of blood converged together to paint the pavement in the very essence of life. Men, women, even children of all ages were dead or dying because of them. So many lost their lives, were snuffed from existence, thanks to what they’d done here. And there was no changing what happened....






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