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... erience.
Having spilled some of my blood in Tetzon’s food and having the docile beast, my spirit easily slipped inside his fur. His own soul was young, his Teyolia weak, so I felt no resistance and would have overcome any. That part had been easy.
The trouble began immediately afterwards, before I even opened my eyes.
The entire body felt wrong and mismatched. The legs were twisted in too many parts, the arms too long, the fingers so frighteningly short. I found the sensa ...
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