On the evening of one of the warmest days spring had yet bestowed on the inhabitants of Paris, might be seen negligently thrown upon the stone bench, ... book, a parasol, and a work-basket, from which hung a partly embroidered cambric handkerchief, while at a little distance from these articles was a young woman, standing close to the iron gate, endeavoring to discern something on the other side by means of the openings in the planks, --the earnestness of her attitude and the fixed gaze with. ’ Came a voice from behind her. She didn’t show any sign that she heard him, though he knew she did. ‘I don’t understand you at times, Sara..’ He said running a hand through his hair and looking around. They were about a mile or two away from mainland, on a small secluded island. It was quite a swim to reach but oh so worth it. From here they could no longer hear the sounds of the beach.. The rambunctious children, the partying teens, none of it. All that was heard was the sound of water hit. .. absurd! “You let me out of here this instant”“You’re going to get what you deserve young lady”, And, that’s a long hard paddling that will leave your bottom blistered with blood dots.”“Gwyn you’re going to learn a lesson right now, today about growing up and dressing correctly before you leave this stock room today young lady.”“You ASS HOLE, You Son Of A Bitch don’t you talk to me like that!”Gwyn was annoyed and angry at the same time. Her face was flaming a cherry red with indignation and. Aingeal could still fight in her regular body. I tried to pull us away.Aingeal’s will held us in place.“No, we have to abandon it!” my soul shouted.“Gods damned bastard!” roared Aingeal, her will throwing spirits, but his magic battered them aside. Wood creaked. The proxy’s legs twisted together, the head unraveling. We were about to lose it. “Cernere’s black fingers, I’ll kill him!”“We have to—”A massive surge of constructive energy burst behind me. It washed across my soul. I felt it pulsing,.