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Rhys snapped awake with a start. Finbar. The name echoed in his depths. It felt right, but there was another name now borne by the same soul—Liam. The recognition of the eternal bond between them shot through him like a bolt of lightning.
Liam? Yes. No! Oh, my God!Was the longing for his friend that filled him now an echo from this past lifetime or was it equally real and valid in the present? He could not doubt he had been that Druid, just as he knew, without a doubt, that Liam had been Finbar. The memories felt too real to be merely a dream. But why should he remember all this now? Was he subconsciously seeking a way to justify the need and hunger haunting him?