Swiftcurrent Creek As my garden grows aches and the turf drinks old rain

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Kel just kind of stood back and let it happen. What was he going to do, anyway? He couldn't possibly begin to understand the dynamics between these wolves — but surmised quickly enough that the only sane ones were the two dark-furred men. He stared with wide eyes until one of them addressed him.
Yeah. Sure, He felt like he was in a fever dream. Kel registered, quite belatedly, that the blonde's name was Reverie. A cold shiver went down his spine, and he looked at Lestan with a brief flash of fear. What was going on here? But Kel reminded himself that it wasn't his business, and turned to follow the dark wolf wherever he led.