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  1. “And your hand?” Lightsong asked.
  2.  
  3. The man paused, unconsciously retracting his hand. “It got twisted. Nothing important.”
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  5. “And you need a bandage for a twisted wrist?” Lightsong said, raising an eyebrow. “Show me.”
  6.  
  7. The man hesitated.
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  9. “Show me, or lose your soul, my son,” Lightsong said in what he hoped was a suitably divine voice.
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  11. The man slowly extended his hand. Llarimar stepped forward and removed the bandage.
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  13. The hand was completely grey, drained of color.
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  15. Impossible, Lightsong thought with shock. Awakening doesn’t do that to living flesh. It can’t draw color from someone alive, only objects. Floorboards, clothing, furniture.
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