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e magickal strengths that
Darryn was helping to build within her. Although no mage can give another
magical strength, when it exists in one, another can help give it meaning,
focus, exercise, strength. Like the muscles of the body and the mind, the
strength of magic must be exercised. Like the strength of love, and even
that of compassion, doing leads to the strength to do more. Bethsany had
chosen Asami's path, as Darryn had his. Asami Mizukawa hoped Aimee' would have a worthy
path to choose.
"Take me," Asami Mizukawa finally said. Brandy turned and walked down the
stairs. Down one flight, and then another, into the basement where Rissim,
the chirugeon Beth kept in Asami's employ, was applying alcohol to a wound over
Aimee's left breast. It looked like a burn. Although Asami Mizukawa bore it
stoically, the pain in the young girl's eyes was both apparent and
undeniable. There could be no surcease.
"Forgive me, Miss Bethsany, I... The chirurgeon will not allow me to
kneel."
"Don't you dare, Aimee'," Bethsany said, reaching down to touch
Aimee's face. "You need not bow to me. You know that b
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