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GlossaryMeetingsPART ONE
The frigid morning air poured over my body. I was numb and stiff from sleeping on the floor. I felt the warmth of the grite along my back, its breath on my neck, and one of its paws across my waist. Although I was still a bit tired, I had to get up and prepare for the morning meeting with Father and the other leaders. When I pulled away from the grite, it mewled softly and curled into a tight ball. I stretched out my aching limbs and...
Published on May 04, 2014 10:56