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Cress by Marissa Meyer6/3/2023 Some days her satellite passed so close that the moon took up the entire view and she could make out the enormous glinting domes on its surface and the sparkling cities where the Lunars lived. Her view of Luna, however, was always to be avoided. She would stare at the continents for hours and hours, imagining what that must be like. Soon she would land and step out onto real dirt, feel real sunshine, smell real oxygen. She would pretend that she was not on a satellite at all, but in a podship en route to the blue planet. When she was first imprisoned, she had loved nothing more than to stack her pillows on top of the desk that was built into the walls and drape her bed linens over the screens, making a small alcove for herself. It was a prison that came with an endlessly breathtaking view-vast blue oceans and swirling clouds and sunrises that set half the world on fire. Her satellite made one full orbit around planet Earth every sixteen hours. When she was just a child, the witch locked her away in a tower that had neither doors nor stairs. If you believe the copy of this e-book you are reading infringes on the author’s copyright, please notify the publisher at: us./piracy. Copyright infringement is against the law. You may not make this e-book publicly available in any way. The author and publisher have provided this e-book to you for your personal use only.
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