‘Really, they believe they have no need to fear for my life,’ he said. ‘Why not?’ ‘After I was born, my mother had a dream,’ he said. ‘She heard the Moirai talking – the three Fates who spin and cut the thread of every human life. They said her baby would live only until a log in the fire burned to ash. She woke, terrified, and saw the log from her dream burning in the hearth. She pulled it out, not caring about the burns or the blisters on her hands. She flung a woollen blanket over it to smother the flames and she has kept what’s left of the log locked away in a box. She believes I won’t die
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