As they dragged her mother from the water, a wild-eyed wee lassie wrenched herself free from the hands that had held her. She followed the cart all the way to the prison, boots pounding the earth, chasing her racing heart. When her mother’s feet kicked the air, flailing for a lost step, the girl screamed a silent promise. And, as the fire raged through rags and hair and flesh, two spirits rose, ethereal.
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