I feel so helpless. I am unable to concoct enough energy to do anything. The only movement I have available is to tilt my head and wriggle my fingers. I want to scream in frustration yet I know that will not achieve anything other than waste more energy. Is this how they captured Orange? I wonde...
Ben reluctantly pulls back. His face shows a mixture of guilt and unrepentance. “What have we done?” I ask. I panic thinking Archangel Michael can read our minds from the base. “Something we should have done a long time ago.” He grins as he reaches out, cupping one side of my face gently with h...