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the woman's tone brought a familiar comfort to blondine. they weren't as firey as her indra's had been, but the delivery was just as smooth. her heart slowed to a steady beat, almost stopping altogether; she sat back on her haunches to keep herself from falling.

i am a healer, she whined, her voice cracking with desperation. the consequences of the incident hadn't yet registered; what if blondine couldn't do what she loved to do anymore? what if, after today, she became useless, no better than a lone beggar?

the lord's love was undying, but a wolf's was not. what if she were removed from the ranks on account of her sight? she hung her head between her forelegs, whispering, no, no, as the thoughts continued. i don't know who did it, blondine continued, she was a child. i didn't think...