“Hey, Killian,” Magnolia said in a conspiratorial sort of voice, as if her words were meant just for the boy on the shuldu. “I have some pretty cool things from Elora Station if you’d like to see them. Have you ever been to Elora Station? No? Well, come down and let me show you!” Killian’s white eyes were wary, but without saying a word his small body suddenly slithered into action, hooking his leg over his seat, sliding down the saddle, and landing in a half crouch. When he straightened, his head was nearly as high as Magnolia’s was. He was young, but Magnolia wasn’t tall for a human – at
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