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Saying Goodbye

[Devona]

She was mostly unconscious when they had me set her down on that gurney. I clasped her hand for as long as they let me, my tears flowing.

“Oh gods, please help her. Our baby. She’s only 7 weeks pregnant.”

Within moments an IV is inserted, one with hydration, the other with blood. She is so small. After weeks of torture by Mab’s hands, even with all of our gentle care, she is still so fragile, drained even further by the magic she had just performed and the blood she has lost. The fact that she is even alive to receive this help is miraculous. She should not have survived.  In these last few weeks, she has faced many things that should have been impossible to survive.

She is so strong, my brave little queen.

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