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The Golden Fool - Chapter 8: A Song For The Dead
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... Othra barked out, "She sleeps!" and the sound cut through the mob like a thrown axe.
The mother lunged to the cradle, hands frantic as she searched the child’s chest for movement.
When she saw the rise and fall, the faint, healthy flush eking its way into the baby’s cheeks, she gave a low, incredulous sob.
The hush that followed was thick as pitch, broken only by the slow realization rippling outward, the child had survived.
For a moment, the crowd hovered at the ...
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