He saw his father, calling to him from an icy white tunnel, beckoning to him. She was trying to adjust the wimple, dragging at it and fighting with her loosened hair. Dizzily, she grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her. " "But Wild still lives," cried Wood. There was granite in her face and agate in her eyes.
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