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... . Not the blood-tinged smell like he said.
But rain; fresh, grounding and real.
That was the first clue the moment she had come walking towards me on our first meeting.
Yesterday, I had watched her walk through the ceremonial mating glade, cloaked in silver and a gut eating silence. Her shoulders had been stiff, her lips trembling and that was just not the one described to me.
Celeste Thorne had been described to me as one who always walked the world like it owed ...
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