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Kendra inexplicably sensed a presence. She was no longer alone.


I accept your offering, and join you in weeping.


The words were not audible, but they struck her mind with such a forceful impression that Kendra gasped. She had never experienced anything similar. Clear fluid continued to leak from the statue into the bowl.


From tears, milk, and blood, devise an elixir, andmy handmaidens will attend you.


The tears were obvious. All Kendra could picture was Viola for the milk. Whose blood? Her own? The cow's? The handmaidens had to be the fairies.

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