Got it.”Athalia nodded, sighed, and moved toward the balcony stairway.“Leaving?”“Course I’m leaving. I don’t want to be here.”“Kind of...thought maybe Daniel had convinced you.”“He offered, and Azamel saw an opportunity to get a feel for the situation here.” She shrugged, but at least she’d stopped and turned to face him. “Idiot is just trying to make it up to me.”“It? What happened?”“Wouldn’t you like to know? Fuck, you are a nosy kid. Want to know, go ask him.” And again, she turned to leave.. . ask for Sister Clara."He turned quickly and left the Temple behind. His friends had long since vanished. He returned to his home on the outskirts of the city, his parents away on business. He spent the night laying on his bed, his hand absently stroking the nipple that was abused that morning, his thoughts in turmoil. He felt different, changed. The pain hurt, but only for the moment. It was a kind of transdescendental, the pain. It ate at him, the experience. With his free hand he began to. More

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