LyraI followed Odile silently, my arms crossed and my chin tucked down into my scarf, the cold wind whipping my hair and biting at my exposed skin. The treeline came closer, and I could see the horse now, a skittish thing picking at the frost-bleached grass, no one minding it.Odile approached slowly, her body language changing instantly. She moved more slowly, more deliberately, her steps low and even as if she didn't want to startle the animal."There you are. There you are, you big coward. Nobody's going to eat you." Odile murmured, edging close to the animal. She was good at this. She was good at this in a way that was a little strange to me.She glanced at me once, over her shoulder. "Come here," she said, not turning around. "Come on. He won't. Come here."I hesitated, unsure. I didn't know this horse, didn't trust it, and I sure as hell didn't want to get closer to Odile. But she didn't look back at me, and something in her voice made me move. I edged closer, keeping a wary di
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