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Summary: The truth was obscure, too plain and too pure. To live it, you had to explode. ~Bob Dylan...collection of Connor-Centric drabbles set in the Tortall universe.

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Literature > FantasyindigoFR1366120085713 Jul 1014 Jul 10No

452 HE

"I wish Connor could see you like this, ma," Daine sighed nostalgically, sitting at her parents' table in the Divine Realms.

Sarra indulged her daughter with a half-smile.

"And who is this Connor? Is he handsome?"

"Well...I suppose he's well enough...but-"

"You don't know?" Numair asked slowly, having noticed, after glancing between his student and each of her divine parents, that there seemed to be a disconnect somewhere in the conversation.

Weiryn and the Green Lady looked puzzled.

"He's your son, ma," Daine informed her apprehensively.

"But you're an only child, dear."

Across the table, Gainel watched, but said nothing.

The End?

You have reached the end of "What Are The Odds" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 14 Jul 10.

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