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Arcadia by Tabitha BradleyCHAPTER ONE
Alex looked out over the Valley.
The sky above was dark with clouds, and the air was chill, but Alex felt a spark of excited warmth within. She was going home!
She hurried down the path into the Valley, anxious to see the beloved people who had become her family.
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As she verged upon the great gate to the underground fortress of Arcadia, she felt a distinct chill. The massive door was ajar. And, as she approached it, the chill deepened. The entrance hall was dark. No warmth, no golden light, no rich spicy scent of myrrh and cinnamon heavy in the air. No children playing, no friendly murmur and bustling of people. Her people.
No, the great entrance hall of Arcadia was the chill of a dungeon, a tomb. The only sound was a distant dripping, echoing in the vast hall like a death dirge.
"Lisan's blood. What the hell happened here?" she muttered, s
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