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Ilyn


Rigel Ailur



Published by Bluetrix Books, Smashwords edition



© 2013 by Rigel Ailur

© 2013 cover art by Kat Hardy



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All characters and events in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is coincidental.




Ilyn



Shortail was dying. Toshian knew it was no longer a matter of days, but rather of minutes or at most an hour or two. She also knew that the xivaar was old for his kind—just over sixty five years—and had had a long, happy life. She knew because she'd been with the pure white feline since the minute he was born.

But that didn't make Toshian feel any better. She already missed him horribly. She sat among trees and vines in the middle of the rain forest. The warm air staved off any chill Toshian might have felt from the light rain falling and mixing with the tears running down her face.

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