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Growling, he stepped towards her

The Great Raven squawked and fled

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

The First Child of the Dead Seed

drea breath

and hears in eternal refrain

the screas --

Dare you step behind his eyes

even for a moment?

The First Child of the Dead Seed

leads an arer’s bone-picked road

where a s --

Dare you walk in his steps

and dearly hold her hand?

The First Child of the Dead Seed

is sheathed in the clutter of failed ar hih years of dire schooling --

Do not dare judge him hard

lest you wear his skin