Chapter 1844

Moss gazed at Melon, a mocking smile playing across his weathered features.

Despite the boys persistent questions, he remained silent.

It wasnt that he didnt want to speak; he simply didnt know where to begin.

In truth, Moss found himself adrift in a sea of confusion.

The moment Emilias body had been destroyed in that metal house by Holden and his people, he had felt as though his lifes purpose had been violently ripped away.

For over two decades, the dream of reviving Emilia had been his sole reason for clinging to existence.

The day after the explosion, he had sought out a quiet place, intent on killing himself.

But as he had been about to do that, something had held him back.

A nagging thought had wormed its way into his mind: he couldnt just die like this. At the very least, he needed to exact revenge on Holden and Ariana.

he had meticulously crafted for twenty years, causing his

from Conata to Eleymond, carefully evading security

Holden dead, but that

his twisted logic, he had believed

fateful snowy day, he had constructed a snowman to lure young

He had kidnapped Melon.

had known Ariana and Holden would be devastated by this and would fear he would

lurked in the shadows, a silent observer

him a perverse

during the subsequent chain of events-the adduction, the island escape, the fierce gunfight, and Melons eventual

weight of his grievances and long-held enmities had begun to feel

these troubling thoughts, Moss hunched forward, elbows digging

mood, quietly approached and stood by Moss

the pain of

to Melon, during their time on the island, his

his frequent complaints about the old mans

of sunlight began to dance across the seas

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