Shards of the Moon
la'
my tent as I lay awake with the resid
't been
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er... that would
c mental events that continued to disrupt my vision. The polished copper bowl revealed to me a face that wa
The camp was quiet but tense, like the wind itself knew something had shift
led to recognize my
her
o the healing tent that treated soldiers wounded during the previous day's combat. My footsteps slowed. I
y fire-had
the moon inside me pulsed
, ignoring the s
softly, kneelin
rings on every finger, looked me ove
But I have... s
he boy's arm. He whimpered, f
lms g
ith f
ilver
n knitted back toget
aler g
ked. "Are yo
aintly. "N
next patient, I could fee
is armor half-buttoned, eyes
ed them,"
hands on the garment.
ear appeared in his eyes when h
I already
kind of magic-moonlight healing-it has
Moon Shard," I f
n't de
if he needed to etch my features into memor
u going to d
oyal camp where his father sle
im," he said. "Bu
ae
a. Even if I have to li
ut even as I touched his han
only hold so long be
s tired
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