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Eleven
Aether I watch Emrys walk out of the old room. We don’t go in there. None of us. Not out of fear but out of respect for the Male who died in there. It happened years ago. The males who lived here were rumoured to be bond-tied. It hadn’t kicked in yet. His twin brother was jealous because he wasn’t part of it. During a training session, his brother took a poisoned weapon which meant the male couldn’t heal. He wasn’t murdered in this home, it was on the training field. The rest of his bond-ties brought him back here and he died surrounded by his bonded brothers. It’s said that when he died, they each felt something inside them tear. Like a thread pulled too tight for too long, finally, and irrevocably, snapping. Clover might have an excuse. She has always stayed out of so much. She probab
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