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Soren
They would name him Soren. He had already named them. There is a smell that does not belong. Not wrong, exactly. The forest has its catalogue of wrong—the chemical sting of the far road, the dead-metal breath of the machines that roll along it, the acrid ghost of things burned in pipes by the two-legs…
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The Lake
A scene from Veilbreak — told by those who lived it. From the Book They sat back down on the blanket, and Soren moved between them. Kaelia wrapped a blanket around the three of them; Soren’s presence pressed close. They marveled at this wild predator cuddled up with them, purring with joy, and at the…
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A Eurasian lynx. He chose them. That’s all you need to know, and also everything.