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The foliage was thick about them, spring well on its way to summer, and everything lush and green and making for good hiding at a pinch.
"Now I want you to understand something, Garmund," Falco said quietly as he led the boy down the path. Garmund was quiet on his feet for a a human, but Falco had to keep from wincing with what his sharp ears picked up of Garmund's solid tread. "This man will look different to you. See, he hides back here because folk fear him."
"Wh - why do they fear him? Is he bad?"
"Nay, not bad, but different. See, he was born with one set o' legs like you and me but he's twins on top."
Garmund stopped.
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