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"Their deceit was the poison they used against me; now I am the venom that will bring their end." ~Araneae Ruber
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ARCHIBALD HAD an irritated mark on his forehead as soon as Ira informed him of another pending letter.
Grabbing courage from heaven knows where, Ira said, "The messenger showed up saying it was important."
"Nothing that kid says is ever important."
Brighter let out an exaggerated sigh as she went to Ira and grabbed the letter from her hands, ripping it open as she began reading through its contents.
Her eyes grew wider as she read its content. While Archibald had taken the telegram letters from where Brighter had dropped them. Flipping through the telegram, Archibald read a recurring theme. Either about The harbinger's Tears, or his next plan or even both.
Only Volumina offered to come over to talk. 'She dare not try it.' Archibald muttered.
