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Ronan kept staring at Whelk. He was good at staring. There was something about his stare that took something from the other person.

Maggie Stiefvater

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Maggie Stiefvater
Age: 42
Born: 1981
Born: November 18
Novelist
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Harrisonburg
Virginia
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