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Alia
looked
up
at
her
mother
.
“
Yes
,
I
have
reasoning
powers
,
Reverend
Mother
,
”
Harah
said
.
“
I
could
have
been
of
the
Sayyadina
.
I
have
seen
what
I
have
seen
.
”
“
Harah
.
.
.
.
”
Jessica
shrugged
.
“
I
don
’
t
know
what
to
say
.
”
And
she
felt
surprise
at
herself
,
because
this
literally
was
true
.
Alia
straightened
,
squared
her
shoulders
.
Jessica
felt
the
sense
of
waiting
ended
,
an
emotion
compounded
of
decision
and
sadness
.
“
We
made
a
mistake
,
”
Alia
said
.
“
Now
we
need
Harah
.
”
“
It
was
the
ceremony
of
the
seed
,
”
Harah
said
,
“
when
you
changed
the
Water
of
Life
,
Reverend
Mother
,
when
Alia
was
yet
unborn
within
you
.
”
Need
Harah
?
Jessica
asked
herself
.
“
Who
else
can
talk
among
the
people
and
make
them
begin
to
understand
me
?
”
Alia
asked
.
“
What
would
you
have
her
do
?
”
Jessica
asked
.
