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tried to get her attention.
    “She knows,” said Bella, “and it’s all your fault, Ava.”
    “No it is not. You know the law. We cannot interfere with the dust of time. It was her time to awaken. It is her destiny. As it is our destiny to move forward. We must go, the Creator has called us,” said Ava, calmly gliding away from Sesta with her arm linked protectively around her twin.
    If either one of them had looked back, they would have seen Sesta crumple to the marble floor with her head bowed while her shoulders shook from the grief washing over her.
    Sesta tried over and over again to control the surge of disbelief that was pouring through her being. She had always wondered at her creation and now she knew. The knowledge did not calm her. Her form shimmered as the surges of power radiated outward. Taking a calming breath, she stood, regaining her regal grace to raise her eyes up to look at the universe spinning and spiraling through space above her head.
    A plan was forming in her head. A daring plan. A plan she shouldn’t hatch, but still she weighed the risks, the outcomes and then guessed the probability of succeeding. It was slight. The odds were stacked against her. Still though, there was a slim chance she would make a difference—this time.
    So Sesta did the unthinkable. Without hesitating another minute she shimmered her form through time and space and broke her own law—interfered with the dust of time. She caught the ancient particles and delicately swirled the many layers of dust with her fingers and then blew it back through time. She knew she was being watched by the Creator, but still that did not stop her.
    What did she have to lose? she wondered.
    “Everything!”
    Her mind echoed her sisters’ thoughts. The word was short, brief and to the point. It was their message to her. Their way of letting her know they knew what she had done.
    So be it. Sesta’s form vibrated with resolve. “I will not fail my favorite beings. I will not let them perish for my mistake. Do you hear me, my sisters, my brethren, my loves? The Titans and Sirens of the undersea kingdom will not die. I pledge my existence to it. Do you hear me?”
    Sesta didn’t need to shout the words. It was enough she had said them out loud. The challenge was out there. And she would do everything within her being to meet it.
     
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Chapter One
     
     
    Sweat broke over Seth’s brow as he lumbered forward under the strain of the rope. Hauling the boat up the sharp slope from the shore to higher ground was a daunting task, but it had to be done. A storm was brewing. A big one.
    The knowledge of that hit him hard. What he’d like to do was haul the boat all the way up to the shed, but already the winds were picking up as the swells of the rough water lapped harder on shore. The gulls overhead squawked in fright while the seals that called his stretch of the beach home barked in answer. In truth, he felt as if the creatures were laughing at him, mocking his attempt to defy Mother Nature.
    Straining under the weight of the rope, he was conscious of the sweat streaking his brow. Grunting under the force of keeping the boat from tipping, he pushed his muscles to move while putting one foot in front of the other.
    “For gawdsakes man, where’s your rubbers,” shouted the familiar craggy voice of his nearest neighbor.
    The man lived on the other side of the bay, a good ten miles by vehicle, but a mere jaunt in a dory for the cantankerous geezer. Seth ground his teeth in frustration. The last thing he needed was old Jack poking his nose in his business again.
    The sloshing gait of the seventy-year-old fisherman drew on Seth’s sensitive hearing. Why Jack wore those things he lovingly referred to as rubbers constantly mystified him. Ten years living among humans and they still remain a mystery to me.
    “Cat got your tongue, now?” asked old Jack, as he hauled his battered old dory high up onto Seth’s beach.
    Not even turning