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His suspicions were confirmed within the second breath from the stranger’s mouth. Cousin, now, he supposed. Ezekiel flicked one ear lazily, listening to the wind. The storm was nearing, but had yet to cross the bay. It had been raining more and more these days in preparation for winter. Most of the leaves had turned to the burnt hues that sang of autumn, despite October only being halfway through. November would come and wash away the color that remained, however, and turn them the washed out no-color brown of rain.
He smiled a plastic thing and ran his tongue along the backside of his teeth. “Yeah, this is Inferni. I’m Ezekiel…probably one of your cousins, given the name. Who is your grandmother?” There were few Lykoi women old enough to be this guy’s grandmother. Ezekiel had a fair guess who he was speaking about.
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