"Please Bulvard," Tumnaooriel mumbled, trying to dry her eyes on the sleeve of her dress, "it is not safe, there is nothing any of us can do, nothing." Again the image of the child flashed before her eyes. So young, so pale, he had mumbled in his sleep, if sleep it could be called.
"There is nothing I can do for Calixto, there is no cure. We should leave this place as soon as possible and get as far away a we can. Please, Bulvard, I beg you, do not take us nearer to this evil."
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