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Ithiel is by me!
Ithiel nodded in response to the dark coyote's statement, though he was not entirely sure what it meant. Perhaps Ángel simply meant to reinforce the notion that Myrika had first attempted to lodge in his brain. He decided that was the case, and a faint smile came to his lips. Yes, he agreed. The real world is rarely as simple as the books would lead us to believe.
The same could be said even of the Book, the one he valued so. Ithiel thought he understood now that the right thing to do wasn't always completely right; sometimes it might be necessary to break his word in order to keep his greater honor. It might make him a pariah and outcast, to be sure, but the dust-hued hybrid thought he could handle being ostracized.
The dusky coyote again smiled as his dark companion spoke, though this time a more eager smile. And bury the ashes in the earth, he said. You follow the faith, as well? Holy water, God -- Ithiel recognized these terms well and he was surprised to realize another in his own clan believed the same as he did.
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