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- My dinner congealed in my gut. The wolves brought back too many memories of my mother’s murder. Even if they hadn’t been the size of full-grown horses, I would’ve known they weren’t regular Midgard wolves.
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- Alex circled its pony-size carcass. He kicked it in the ribs. The creature remained obligingly dead.
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