Then she was turning, ignoring the muttered cursing and the rattling that immediately ensued at the door. She could feel her body rebel against her actions, convulsing, so she forced herself to think of her mother in Heaven, her mother's beautiful face, the sun dancing across the rivers of her home. Give me the chisel, Blueskin.
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