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Characters: Mal, Jackrum's little lads
Disclaimer: The author makes no
claim to owning the rights of anything to do with Terry Pratchett or Discworld.
Predator
Mal lay in the musty darkness, trying to get used to sleeping on her back. It wasn’t easy. In her world, beds were for sex, or for dinner, and sometimes neither. Sleeping in a bed was something humans did.
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