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... they’d be gone, but now they formed a hypnotic pattern to the old woman’s eyes. They whispered something in her ears she could not understand. Sometimes, the murmurs were almost clear as hymns, sometimes she missed them entirely. They were growing stronger as she aged, though whether it was some witchcraft or just her brain turning to mush, she couldn’t say.
Tonight, the motes were especially vivid,smoldering there before the heat of the hearth could disperse them. Something was happeni ...
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