What he wove stayed woven, making the changed he made to realities permanent. It knew that it had surpassed itself with this project, most likely ecli...sing his other achievements completely. Encouraged by its work so far, it pushed harder, making his weaves ever more complex. And fragile.Again, recollections and memories faded and shifted with reality following close behind. Both girls clearly remembered dropping out of school and running away from broken homes. Each had found their way to. "Chadwick isn't certain, though there didn't seem to be a strong bond there." Please promise you won't try to fight them alone," I pleaded, my grip tightening on him possessively."Don't waste energy worrying about me, Tricia, don't you dare. The only one you need to worry about is yourself, remember? You can't let anything happen to you, so please, just this once, listen to me and obey."I nodded, not wanting to argue right now. "Are we still being followed?" I asked instead.He tapped rapidly on. ” And we did.How fortunate. Siza caused people to do the wrong things in the melee, forget to call the police, just wallow and swallow in gizem as they were mind adjusted to prey on each other in extreme horniness. What followed was like a fucking block party mass orgy, all ages adult and it was hilarious. She even started to mind meld force some guys to want to run into Sylvia’s house, grab her, drag her out for what would certainly have been considered rape. “Holy shit! Please Siza. Don’t. Big lanterns hung on tall poles at the end of each dock, a signal for any craft approaching in the night. A few bodies moved about in the lantern light, carrying crates or barrels or coiling rope, as many tasks as there were workers. There were guards, too; two at the end of each dock, in plate mail and holding long spears across their chests.Not wanting to risk being seen, she pulled around to the south and came in from that side, where a few shorter docks stuck out into the lake, unguarded..