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380 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 8, 2015





The space between them felt like magic had been worked, like delicate glass, some of it sharp, had been spun....
The big wolf reminded Tim of the place where Tim slept, warmth and sleep and safe. He smelled like food and bitter drink and paws already dusty from this ground. He stood and watched with his feet planted and his attention partly on the rest of the world. Tim understood. Big Wolf was looking out for him because Tim and the meadow were his.
"Soft Tim." Nathaniel exhaled. "Timothy Little Wolf with no pointy edges."