A Fallen Book Laurin Kite Essay

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RAPTURE A Fallen Novel LAUREN KATE † CONTENTS : Prologue : Falling 1 : The Book of Watchers 2 : Parting Ways 3 : The Sunken Sanctuary 4 : Bargaining Blind 5 : A Thousand Kisses Deep 6 : Found Wanting 7 : Knot Angels 8 : How Heaven Wept 9 : The Desirata 10 : Starshot in the Dust 11 : Via Dolorosa 12 : Unholy Water 13 : The Excavation 14 : Air Apparent 15 : The Gift 16 : Apocalypse 17 : The Invention of Love 18 : The Invention of Love 19 : Lucinda's Price 20 : Perfect Strangers Epilogue PROLOGUE FALLING First there was silence— In the space between Heaven and the Fall, deep in the unknowable distance, there was a moment when the glorious hum of Heaven disappeared and was replaced by a silence so profound that Daniel’s soul strained…show more content…
“We don’t know what these relics are, but we know where they were last mentioned: Venice, Vienna, and Avalon. They were in these three locations as of the time of the research and writing of this book. But that was a while ago, and even then, it was anyone’s guess whether the items—whatever they are— were still there.” “So this may end up as a divine wild-goose chase,” Cam said with a sigh. “Excellent. We’ll squander our time searching for mystery items that may or may not tell us what we need to know in places where they may or may not have rested for centuries.” Daniel shrugged. “In short, yes.” “Three relics. Nine days.” Annabelle’s eyes fluttered up. “That’s not a lot of time.” “Daniel was right.” Gabbe’s gaze flashed back and forth between the angels. “We need to split up.” This was what Cam and Daniel had been arguing about before the room started quaking. Whether they’d have a better chance of finding all the relics in time if they split up. Gabbe waited for Cam’s reluctant nod before she said, “Then it’s settled. Daniel and Luce—you take the first city.” She looked down at Daniel’s notes, then gave Luce a brave smile. “Venice. You head to Venice and find the first relic.” “But what is the first relic? Do we even know?” Luce leaned over the book and saw a drawing sketched in pen in the margin. Daniel studied it now, too, shaking his head slightly at the image he’d drawn hundreds of years ago. It looked almost like a serving tray, the kind her mom was always looking for at antique shops. “This was what I was able to glean from my study of the pseudepigrapha—the dismissed scriptural writings of the early church.” It was egg-shaped with a glass bottom, which Daniel cleverly had depicted by sketching the ground on the other side of the clear base. The tray, or whatever the
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