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The bell to hang for eternity, offering music and guidance to all healers who came afterward; the voices of their beloved sisters forever singing to them.
Sartaq whispered in Nesryn’s ear, “I was praying to the Eternal Sky and all thirty-six gods that you’d say yes.”
She smiled, even if he couldn’t see it. “So was I,” Nesryn breathed, and they leaped into the skies.
that story of distant winters and speckles of blood on snow; that story of mothers and their daughters, how they loved and fought and tended to each other.
gilded, high note of the spring sun breaking across cold lands, when silence and the crackling fire filled the world once more …
“Another tale to spread of Neith’s Arrow.”
was like waking up or being born or falling out of the sky. It was an answer and a song, and she could not think or feel fast enough.
