Foggy Bottom Way [m] las estrellas

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chapped lips, parched tongue; silvertongue was content to roam in and out of memories. a shy girl and a morose boy, playing senet in a rich room. a priest, undone by her pale belly as an altar. kasmut, kissing her with a mouthful of wine. satsu, her touch soft if only for those dizzying days of unending demands and exquisite pleasure. to be pharaoh's favoured, for a time. the touch of saltwater upon her paws when she had been sent to the islands. the man who had tended her after. and the darker ones; the way her soft feet had torn upon mountain rocks, the way her silken pelt had been only rags and dust by the time she had foudn crowfeather — crowfeather —

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crowfeather, crowfeather, crowfeather; the boy, the prince, the shadows, the stars — silvertongue blinked, and rain was upon her face. silvertongue breathed, and the anguish was hardly bearable. once more she was a crumpled rag in a forlorn place, and, though she knew he would not be there, nothing stopped the ekeing cry in her jagged voice; "@Crowfeather?"

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