Transit to Scorpio

once more as a pawn in their inscrutable plans? I could only hope.

So much-so much-and all lost, all lost.

“I will return,” I said fiercely. “I will never give up by Delia of the Blue Mountains, my Delia of Strombor!”

I would return, one day, to Kregen beneath Antares.

I would return.

I would return.