Qeya River [m] standing moon

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ice scented the young wolf now; he smelled strongly of the river's cold belly.

plant, tossed now to the ground where its limp bindings came apart.

"it is spirit leaf." he did not know its name but this did not matter. "eat two bites on this," pointing to stem. "or take five seeds, crush, mix," pointing to the cold water beside which the healer seemed to exist.

"not both. not more. will kill."

the single eye watched. "take. have vision. come to me. i make you ghost talker to saatsine."