CHAPTER FIFTEEN: BLOODMOSS-1
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quot;Eve! Mot; stammered Lena Feldt, sobbing.
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And s sigo last.
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tood, bow in , dead in life.
So Lena Feldt failed to see or to care about er did next. Ignoring t, tain of to get ready for a nigain.
t to ter and called to ters.
t across ter. S t one by one to ted free like malignant tledoing up into t and borne by ts toc Lena Feldt sa.
temperature dropped quickly after dark, and of to keep ry to sleep. At least Lyra didnt o try; se, curled tigalaimon, but ill couldnt find sleep, no matter ly up to tably sly tly tly utter exion, and partly her.
o look after ed o look after oo, as sed o bandage uck o bed and sing to ake arouble and surround ness and mot o of tle boy still. So ill as ing to wake Lyra.
But ill asleep. iff limbs and got up quietly, s off ain, to calm lessness.
Bery