Part 38

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Macrae folded the cloak gently. She hated the feeling of it in her hands. It felt distinctly wrong in her hands. It felt cold, like Elspeth had in the last few weeks. Macrae tucked it under a loose floorboard under her bed.

In a great surge of clarity, Macrae jumped up form the floor, and ran her way through the snow to where Elspeth was.

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