Part 11: Cython

[filaree]

Hchahn started awake. She was warm, lying on a blanket near a fire. Across from her, tendrils of darkness swirled around the hermit Cython. One long tendril pulled back from her direction and shrank into the rest. As Cython opened his eyes, the darkness flowed into him and he became more solid.

“Master Cython.” Hchahn said in amazement. “You used

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[brother_order]

Perfect!

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