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... ng that considered him either cargo or a late-night snack. He was uncomfortable and worried at first as he and his mount ran along with the pack. He'd adapted to riding the creature easily, even with no saddle and only a handful of coarse fur to grip tightly. But where a horse would have been warm, his mount was cold, with no heartbeat and no breath. And it smelled like a wet dog. That smell was all around him, and he knew he'd have to endure it as long as he traveled with Chartok on his quest t ...
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