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Lifting her head, she joined in as the others in the group began to howl in response to Brace's triumph. The sound was . . . It touched the soul, the music haunting, starkly pure and yet so very earthy.
Nalini Singh
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Nalini Singh
Age: 79
Born: 1945
Born: February 17
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