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Don Quixote, Miguel De Cervantes
Namir’s POV
I awoke to the smell of roasting rabbit, or rather, I was awoken by the squirming of Nyx attempting to escape my clothing and attack the roasting rabbit. Rather than risk myself or, more importantly, in this weather and our current climate, my clothes being torn up in the process, I hurriedly released her.
She shot forward with a jump and short flight to settle on Kai’s shoulder. He stood over a small fire pit where a rathe ...
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