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Trast sits, cross-legged and cocky, on his loft bed. He’s telling Ayden, his younger brother stories of magnificent adventures while Ayden listens and quips the ocassional “Really?” and “You’re kidding me! No Way!” Trast’s hair is brittle bleach-orange, and at 16, he looks like an adult. His manneri ...



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