Chapter 33 I'm One of You

Lyra

I take a deep breath, the smooth curtain brushing my cheek. Beside me, Bram’s hand grazes mine reassuringly. The murmurs swell in the meeting house, families of Song Pack sitting together, shoulders drawn tight with weariness rather than menace.

I nod once to Bram, and we step out. The effe...

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