Chapter 11

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Chapter 11Professor Culann Penrose eased the Meave to the tarmac at Newport on Alcyone, the towers at the University of Cardiff visible in the distance. Good to be home, he thought. The Meave, a lithe, wily yacht loaned to him by Druidess Sionann Lìosach, was appropriately named after the Queen of the Underworld, L'annawnshee, which translated from Proto-Gaelic as literally, Underworld Fairy. Its snazzy design and perky performance made it the best-selling Nerolead Interstellar model. Druidess Lìosach had suggested he start his search for a Dark Disciple at Stonehenge, and then had loaned him the Meave—not so much to assist him as to rid herself of him. Not that he blamed her. He knew he could be overwhelming at times, his two divorces attesting to that. He'd seen how flustered she'd go

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