SILVER IN THE SHADOWS
one asked.
“Will it have your eyes?” another demanded.
“Will it howl at the moon right away?”
Trixie laughed, though her breath caught between each question. “The moon will decide all that,” she answered.
The children seemed content with that, running off to play, leaving her with a smile lingering on her lips.
One evening, Lana gathered a circle of women in the hall. Trixie was placed in the center, wrapped in warm furs. The women sang quietly, their voices weaving together like a spell of protection. They touched her hands, her shoulders, her hair, each blessing her with strength.
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