Phoenix Maplewood paganus

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in the months to come, this forest would bleed. but germanicus was ignorant of the heathen place he stepped. he had departed whitebark to cast a wider net of safety around the pack and its eight; he went willing to his explorations. the ground was rich with ferns, the maples already beginning to let down their amber droplets. 

tiberius went to a bad end, the only murmur that had greeted his efforts to glean what had happened to his brother. you will make a better one. but in his father's temple, the names of all the family remained: his late sibling, himself, dutiful servanus. haughty livilla, shy julia. and never a word of the sixth. never that name said aloud. 

the scent of wolves, and near. germanicus returned to himself.