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Chapter seventeen
Chapter seventeen Gifts from a Savanti nal AphrasöeThe magnificent black zorca trotted along the path above the waterfall. Proud, high-tempered, a stallion, this zorca was a mount fit for a king. I had formed the impression that he had not been well treated by his Kataki owner. This is no novel thing. Some races on Kregen, as on Earth, care nothing for the suffering of animals, as other races care nothing for the suffering of women and children. For me, the stallion responded nobly, and I think he understood very quickly the difference in attitude between his old master and his new rider. Mind you, Katakis have no feelings for the suffering of animals, women, children or men. They enslave them all. Once again back to full health and strength, for my side healed with wonderful alacrity a
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