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“We care deeply for the creatures that depend on us, expecting nothing, really, and getting so very much from them. Loving them takes courage, because love requires daring. Daring to risk the pain of loss--and accepting that they will only ever be temporary in our lives. Mourning them when they are gone speaks of our bond with them, and our willingness to give loss its due--by feeling it fully, then recovering wisely. Our animals make us better people. We do not abuse our strength, and we do not deny our empathy.”

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Book:Valdemar
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Valdemar

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Mercedes Lackey
Mercedes Lackey

Mercedes Lackey is an American fantasy author known for her rich imagination and profound character development. Her works span a wide range of genres from children's literature to adult fantasy, with her most famous series including 'The DRUID Sequence' and 'The Elven Knight Series'. Lackey's writing is praised for its respect for diverse cultures and its focus on gender equality. more

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