[He reads on, taking comfort in Une beside him, and in Dany's wry remarks in the margins of her translations. (Too many wolf allusions, says another, scrawled beside a translation of an old song.)
The wolves will come with the winter, he reads, his lips moving silently. Beware, beware, the bite of the Young Wolf will close once more.]
I like this one better. Less pessimistic about my chances.
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[He reads on, taking comfort in Une beside him, and in Dany's wry remarks in the margins of her translations. (Too many wolf allusions, says another, scrawled beside a translation of an old song.)
The wolves will come with the winter, he reads, his lips moving silently. Beware, beware, the bite of the Young Wolf will close once more.]
I like this one better. Less pessimistic about my chances.