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this girl had been brought to hurt.

kukutux looked at the man against whom reverie huddled. he had not spoken in all this time, though now he trembled almost in the way that she had.

a bad thing was here.

kukutux took a tiny amount from each indicated plant and tested it on her tongue with the same sure slowness, demonstrating to reverie in the quiet way of women gathering plants that all was well.

"i will not make you take these things. but they will bring healing. and sleep," kukutux added, suspecting that none of these three had been given a long slumber without the burden of fear.

"will you let me make a song for you, reverie?" moonwoman asked after a moment, her eyes still filled with that mother's calm.