Chapter 887
- "Do you think that connection is possible?" St. Marie posed. She meant 'did I believe I had a tie to man who lived 2694 years ago' to the point we both fought with twin axes.
- "I don't want to," I sighed. "I want to live in a sane, scientific world that explains all this."
- "Go," St. Marie commanded. Then, "Will Constanza regain the sight in her left eye?"