Set the boy free. She felt her canines growing. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. It was a bizarre sight, a miniature manor, replicated fully, walled in gray limestone. You hurt the child.
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