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"What questions could you have for me?" She finally asked in a hollow tone.
"When I first asked you your name, when you were young, you told me it was Walker, Shadow Walker. Do you remember how you got that name?"
"No. And to tell you the truth the name is a fleeting memory now.” Yada picked the glass off the floor and set it on the desk before looking for anything to clean the drops of whisky that jumped out of the glass. Not finding anything she walked to the window. Staring at a tree she spoke again. “Why do you ask?"
"There is a legend of a lyceum, he is called Night Terror, and now we think he is going by The Howling One. He is the oldest of the ly
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