“Brace yourself, Ariana,” she used to say, her voice shaky with age, “for your destiny has been written among the stars.” Well… now I know what she meant. And brace yourself doesn’t quite cover what I need to do.
Note to self* run to hardware store and buy fifty yards of bubble-wrap. And tape. Lots of tape. If you knew what I know now about the Stellankin, you’d be rolling me in bubble-wrap too.
Not much can be done against the Scorpio Army. We need something more powerful…