If you like music while you're reading, try "Ain't No Grave" by Hidden Citizens and Adam Carpenter. It's what I was listening to while writing this chapter and the following two or three!
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AARYN
Elreth's eyes snapped to his and something passed between them—a jolt of fear, but also trust. Strength. There were no words, nothing but a feeling. But his heart surged.
Yet, there was no time to think, no time to question. No time even to allow himself to fear. The call had been made and had to be answered.
And without conscious thought, Aaryn knew that Tobe had leveled a call not just to stand in the way of the disformed becoming a tribe, but to see them dominated as individuals. The Equines would set them down, seeking to increase their own power among the people. It was well within their rights, but… why?
Aaryn let his eyes narrow as he met Tobe's gaze.
