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32: Memories of the Soul

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This was my body, but it wasn’t my body, at least not the body I was just in. I tried to fight through the dizziness that blended all the thoughts in my head together and kept my eyes from focusing. Where was I? This wasn’t the Aether, and it wasn’t our bedroom or even the pack hospital.

I could only steady myself enough to sit up. I brought strange hands up to my face and tried to determine if I was damaged in some way. Everything felt the same, except my hair. There were smooth strands where I’d expected to find curls, and the color was brighter, a more rose gold color than red, as I pulled a strand forward where I could inspect it.

“Nane tooyi Isis!” a small girl ran into the room and jumped up on the bed beside me with a grin. When I didn’t respond she frowned and patted my cheek gently, “Isis?”

Was I Isis, or was that a question. I gave her a light shrug. Her big brown eyes stared up at me with concern, but I didn’t know how to an
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