“Sister, is that you?”
“Yes, it’s me,” Arawel said.
The frail, blind woman smiled. “You’ve been gone so long.
I was worried something’d happened.”
“No, sister. Everything’s fine.”
“Will you stay?”
Arawel shook her head. “I can’t,” she said when she remembered
Yag Tsim’s blindess.
“Why not?” The blind woman crawled towards Arawel’s
voice, but quickly reached the end of her chain.
Arawel turned and left the rough cave that had been the
sisters’ home. Now it was home to only one sister.
“I’ll be back,” she said.
The plaintive cry of the deceived sister followed her to
the surface.
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