Bearclaw Valley the clock of the time dragon

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he struck, and hard.

he recognized only belatedly that his son was there.

for kvarsheim, for swiftcurrent, for moss, for crowfeather.

for himself, scapegoat teeth tearing harsh.

her teeth scored his muzzle, split his lips, raked his chest.

but the eagle sought an absolution in her ripped throat.