She heard the sounds of Rhea scuttling about, and then feeding, brutally. Ice had begun to form in the shallows. ” Sir John breathed a long deep sigh. A stout female stood in the aperture, an oil lamp in her hand. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘You have papers of identity, for the Mother Abbess told me so. She had come to despise those who were fertile out of pure jealousy, but could not admit it to herself. She yielded it without protest, as though unconsciously.
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