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Illustration of wolves running as a woman watches

"She heard snarls of rage,
and the pack swept by her."

Norn

By Livere Monet

A tale of stark horror—a powerful and thrilling story of dark forces

My first recollections of my aunt date back almost to infancy. I was passionately fond of her, so fond of her that when she was about I never cared much for my mother. I can see them both now, as they were in the early years—Mother, rather tall, graciously full of figure, often laughing, a little

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