Chapter 30 My Own Life
- The moon hung in the sky like a silent witness, brighter than ever. Immense. Watchful. Almost cruel.
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- Ellie was sitting on a rocky formation, a sort of improvised altar, elevated as if she were an object to be observed, not a person. They had placed her there with solemnity, as if she represented something sacred, but everything felt profane. As if she were being exhibited.