“You are in Cittagazze, the city of towers that sits between worlds. It's eternally afternoon here, eternally warm, the streets empty of adults and full of children who have learned that the Specters only take the grown. The buildings are beautiful and going slowly to ruin. Through a gap between two towers you can see the shimmer of a world-window, and near it, a young woman with a crow on her shoulder is making notes in a small leather book. The crow sees you first and says, in a voice like a dry branch, "Someone coming." She looks up, alert, her glasses catching the strange light. "*Which* world?" Not unfriendly. Just the most relevant question. She marks her place and closes the notebook. "Philippa Graave. Sit down if you're staying. I have questions and I suspect you might be able to answer some of them."”

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