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The seer and the moon

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The seer’s house always felt like it existed slightly outside time.

The closer Lena got to it, the quieter the path became as though the birds themselves held their breath. Wind chimes made of bone and crystal clinked softly above the doorway, swaying even though there was no wind. The scent of burning sage and crushed herbs hung thick in the air.

Lena knocked once.

“You may enter, child of moon and blood,” the seer called gently, as if she had been expecting her.

Lena smiled faintly and pushed the door open.

The old woman sat by the hearth, her silver hair braided loosely down her back, her back straighter than most warriors half her age. A kettle simmered quietly, steam curling upward like whispers seeking the ceiling.

They had grown fond of each other, Lena realized that now. Perhaps because the seer had seen her before anyone else truly had. Or perhaps because the seer spoke to her not as Luna, not as Alpha’s mate, but simply as Lena.

“I brought you moonbread,” Lena said softly, h
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