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[45.1] THE FOOLISH AND THE PETTY (PART-ONE)

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"To be bonded to another is a gift, Pup. In truth, there is no greater gift for a wolf, and there never will be."

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[SHADE SHADOWS]

My hand tightens against the ladder as I lean out to slide a book into the slot. It takes a bit of stretch but it fits. My gaze runs through the spines of the neatly packed books on a now dust-free shelf.

Dragging the ladder with me to the next empty shelf, I find the easiest way to pack books is to stack them up like a tower near the ladder for easier packing.

I do all this whilst in deep thought.

If only I could say I think of ways to escape. If Vale has managed to get the red yarn or find a solution to our Night Wolf problem.

These thoughts are what should be on the mind of a slave who is planning an escape but no-

I think of none of these things.

Instead, I think of words, of stories that aren't mine but are painfully familiar. I think of death, of shadows, of colors painted on a canvas.

I think of a pair of wolves, the sadness that has la
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