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— Maggie Stiefvater"I fell asleep to the scent of my wolf. Pine needles, cold rain, earthy perfume, coarse bristles on my face."
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Grace: I picked up my sweater from the floor and crawled back into bed. Shoving my pillow aside, I balled up the sweater to use instead. I fell asleep to the scent of my wolf. Pine needles, cold rain, earthy perfume, coarse bristles on my face. It was almost like he was there.
— Maggie Stiefvater
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