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The story is prehistoric. The main character, lacking a name and personality. Let us call her
"Even Seht, when I asked, would only sigh and hint about the wind, and the roars of things dying. But the caves are my memory of the first part of the great hunts."
"It was summer when I first met Seht, and Tiramnet. He was a young cave lion, and she was an apparition of winter, the god Helamm in human form."
Hint: Tira's not actually a god
Hint hint: if you know me from Pern, you might know Tira *cough*Sym*cough*
Hint hint hint: I barely stopped myself from calling her an ice apparition.
Plod is boring me already. Her memories--the first part of this retelling--are fairly basic. And happy. Though her life sucks really badly once I get out of the "Memories of Summer" chapter and into the actual narrative. I am contemplating switching the narrative completely over to Tira for a while, and maybe Seht as well. But he's much cooler when he's being all mysterious and stuff.
And anyways, there's plenty of foreshadowing on the first page already. Dead people, a woman nursing a wolf cub, a blizzard. What's not to love?
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