no wonder the window had sparkled , cassie thought . **** chain stood on the edge of the forest . at that point , how to manage the transition ? for a moment , the pale , colored eyes of the keepers haunted his mind . or so it seemed to him . she grabbed the box and wondered why he suddenly looked pissed . maybe she 'd written it down wrong , she thought . close all along , and you did n't even realize it . '' he was breaking his own patterns . 