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Chapter 2
A hand retrieved the broken snow globe, careful to avoid the jagged pieces of glass that remained. Blue eyes studied the figure of the angel, one of the wings broken off in the fall. It resonated with Samuel as he turned it slowly in his hand. The people who passed gave him a wide berth, none of them really seeing him, but sensing his presence nonetheless. His aura burned so bright, once a vivid golden hue, now slightly duller, and he knew it was because of the city. Because of the people that flocked to it in droves. Because of the one person that kept bringing him back. With a snap of his fingers he put the snow globe back to rights and returned it to its rightful place in the display. Vegas during the holidays, somehow the City of Sin managed to glow even brighter. There were sales in
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