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Book Three: The Prophet
Therearedunestobeplantedtomakethemgrowandtoanchorthem.Therearefabricsandrugstomake,fuelcellstocharge.Therearechildrentotrainthatthetribe’sstrengthmayneverbelost.”
“Isnothingthenpleasantinthesietch?”heasked.
“Thechildrenarepleasant.Weobservetherites.Wehavesufficientfood.
Sometimesoneofusmaycomenorthtobewithherman.Lifemustgoon.”
“Mysister,Alia—issheacceptedyetbythepeople?”
Chaniturnedtowardhiminthegrowingdawnlight.Hereyesboredintohim.
“It’sathingtobediscussedanothertime,beloved.”
“Letusdiscussitnow.”
“Youshouldconserveyourenergiesforthetest,”shesaid.
Hesawthathehadtouchedsomethingsensitive,hearingthewithdrawalinhervoice.“Theunknownbringsitsownworries,”hesaid.
Presentlyshenodded,said,“Thereisyet...misunderstandingbecauseofAlia’sstrangeness.Thewomenarefearfulbecauseachildlittlemorethananinfanttalks...ofthingsthatonlyanadultshouldknow.Theydonotunderstandthe...changeinthewombthatmadeAlia...different.”
“Thereistrouble?”heasked.Andhethought:I’veseenvisionsoftroubleoverAlia.
Chanilookedtowardthegrowinglineofthesunrise.“SomeofthewomenbandedtoappealtotheReverendMother.Theydemandedsheexorcisethedemoninherdaughter.Theyquotedthescripture:‘Suffernotawitchtoliveamongus.’”
“Andwhatdidmymothersaytothem?”
“Sherecitedthelawandsentthewomenawayabashed.
