And there stood Basta with his foot already on another dead body, smiling. Why not? He had hit his target, and it was the target he had been aiming for all along: Dustfingerโs heart, his stupid heart. It broke in two as he held Farid in his arms, it simply broke in two, although he had taken such good care of it all these years.
Cornelia FunkeDustfinger inspected his reddened fingers and felt the taut skin. โHe might tell me how my story ends,โ he murmured. Meggie looked at him in astonishment. โYou mean you donโt know?โ Dustfinger smiled. Meggie still didnโt particularly like his smile. It seemed to appear only to hide something else. โWhatโs so unusual about that, princess?โ he asked quietly. โDo you know how your story ends?โ Meggie had no answer for that.
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