“I know what you are,” said Priya. “I know you understand people. But Malini, this kind of risk…” An exhale. “I’m going to have to have faith, am I?” “In me? Yes.” Priya closed her eyes. “I don’t think I like faith very much.” Behind the closed lids of her eyes, in that brief darkness, she saw the sangam, and the yaksa, and felt an echo of fear run through her. She pushed it away. She couldn’t examine it now. “And you, a temple elder,” Malini was saying. “An expert on faith!” “Don’t throw my own words back at me, Malini.” “Then don’t ask me to change my nature.” There was a hint of a true
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