Thrown into the ocean in the worst of weather
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You are a vespertine child. This I know, she said. You were born with star dust on your skin and a coyote’s howl in your throat. You put on your best dress to go dancing with the shadows.
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Wonderland “Gammelyn’s Daughter”
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Kirsty Mitchell
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