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　　With Pickles in tow, Hadrian didn`t bother returning all the way to the Blue Parrot. He had too many questions, but decided to wait until the two were safe behind walls before pausing to talk. After getting the book, the Gingerdead man had just walked away. No fight, no threat, no comment at all. The whole transaction went as sanely as one could expect between two ghosts in a lumberyard. Falkirk wandered off deeper into the tier. He didn`t appear to be headed anywhere. His eyes remained locked on the book that he caressed like a lost love, and his feet, left to their own discretion, meandered. No dogs barked, no rats chased, and not a single bird attacked. The night lost much of its tension, but Hadrian didn`t care. He wanted his weapons. Paradise had taken a sharp turn away from tranquil.If you encounter this story on Amazon, note that it`s taken without permission from the author. Report it.