May you shelter in the palm of the Creator's hand, and may the last embrace of the mother welcome you home.
Robert JordanThe corpse's hand reached up and grabbed Shaisam by the throat. He gasped, thrashing, as the corpse opened its eye. "There's an odd thing about disease I once heard, Fain," Matrim Cauthon whispered. "Once you catch a disease and survive, you can't get it again.
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