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He stepped forward, his eyes knowing and keen, his long robes brushing the floor.
With a calm yet authoritative voice, Sage commanded, "Place her on the sacred bed." Without hesitation, Rolan laid Mara down gently where Sage had instructed.
Rolan straightened, enquiries blazing in his eyes. His voice was angry and frantic for answers as he enquired, "What's going on with her?"
At first, Sage remained silent. He simply nodded and gestured for them to take a step back. He extended his palms out towards the burning candles and whispered, "Give me a moment," his eyes closing in concentration. "I need to speak with the land's gods and the moon goddess."
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