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Chapter 2-2
“What’s she like?” Ceryane asked, with a nod at the door of the cabin. She sat at my table with her feet propped up on the chair beside her. She meant Makena. I shrugged. Since I first met Makena, there was something between us that couldn’t be put into words. She was more than my neophyte—her thoughts and actions were so like mine, it scared me at times. It was as if our souls were the same, two halves in separate bodies. When we sparred, we each knew the other’s moves before we made them. And we could sit in silence for long hours that rushed by like a rapid brook, each comfortable with the other. Our relationship was nothing like Ceryane’s and mine had been—underneath her tough exterior, Ceryane had a quick wit, and when we were together in the old days, we had always laughe
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