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No one chased Sotwe when the city’s gaze bent toward scandal. She melted back into alleys and found the pawnshop after the fuss settled. The stuffed fox sat propped in the doorway, waiting. valentine vixen sotwe

A woman stood there, as if she had been waiting in the space between one heartbeat and the next. Her hair was a scattering of silver and ink, her coat the color of storm-flowers, and in her hands she held a book bound in the same weathered leather as Marek’s parcel. Her name, when Sotwe said it, sounded like a bell: Liora. When combined, the phrase likely functions as a