caught in a world that won't stop burning
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    The third of his children had died at birth—something that, to Gabriel, was meant to be. God had a purpose and a plan; a third child would have completed the trinity, but there was a need beyond his knowledge. Ezekiel and Talitha had thrived for one year, and then their trials had begun. It was longer then Gabriel had known stability. For this, at least, he was grateful. No doubt they would always be scarred (Ezekiel more visibly then his sister), but they would be stronger for it.
    One dark ear flicked in a doggish shrug. “They’re in God’s hands now,” he explained. “I’m sure they’ll make it home safely.” Yawning widely and licking the side of his muzzle, the amber eyed hybrid smiled slightly. “You and your family planning to live on the coast for a while or join one of the packs?” Rurik wouldn’t reform Syemv—Gabriel knew that with a dire certainty.

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