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"They'll give you gifts," your gran says, shaking her head. "Things from their realm. Little trinkets and gems—" geodes, sapphires and diamonds, raw gold and coral; "—and you must never accept them," a whittled deer made of sequoia under your pillow; crow bones buried in the garden."Because if you do, if you do, they'll never let you go."
"Why?" You asked, blinking at her.
"Because it's a courting ritual, and to accept means… well," her mouth twists in wry disdain. "Just don't."