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“Hear me, Niah," she whispered. "Hear me, Mother. This flesh your feast. This blood your wine. This life, this end, my gift to you. Hold him close.” — Jay Kristoff
Hear me, Niah," she whispered. "Hear me, Mother. This flesh your feast. This blood your wine. This life, this end, my gift to you. Hold him close.