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RE: A Cake for Lysire
The younger Lysire sighed heavily, "fear grips her now. Maybe we should show her what is to come."
"No!" Cried the older version, "we know such things are forbidden. She must not know what must happen. Only what could be."
The present version of Lysire returned to the group, "she already learned more then we expected of her. She must learn to look and see that it has happened before."
The younger version carefully guided Unna's face till she was looking at her, "it will happen again. She must see the death we feel. The suffering we feel. She must know what we are showing her."
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