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Saturday, June 15, 2013

Chapter 4 Epilogue


Healers, once they took their oaths, never stayed in one place for more than a year or two. They were assigned to regions, and rotated regularly so they could learn new things and share that knowledge with each other.

The Healer in Dilest had nearly forgotten about the boy with the fever when he was called to the side of an old fisherman. The man had a slight fever, and shallow cough, nothing unusual. The Healer took the diseases into himself, then went home to recover. He awoke the next morning to a pounding on his door. The fisherman's fever had come back, even worse than before, and now there were small red sores covering his arms and chest. And three other people in the village had fallen ill.

He didn't dare do another Healing so close to his last, but he went to inspect the sick. A young girl. A middle aged man. A teenage boy. All from different households, all different ages, all with the same symptoms. The Healer returned home and contacted the other Healers and and seers who had been watching for the plague. His message was short. "It has begun. Send help."

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