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Death
!
It
cannot
come
too
quickly
for
that
child
or
for
the
one
who
spawned
her
!
”
The
old
woman
pointed
a
finger
at
Alia
.
“
Get
out
of
my
mind
!
”
“
T
-
P
?
”
the
Emperor
whispered
.
He
snapped
his
attention
back
to
Alia
.
“
By
the
Great
Mother
!
”
“
You
don
’
t
understand
,
Majesty
,
”
the
old
woman
said
.
“
Not
telepathy
.
She
’
s
in
my
mind
.
She
’
s
like
the
ones
before
me
,
the
ones
who
gave
me
their
memories
.
She
stands
in
my
mind
!
She
cannot
be
there
,
but
she
is
!
”
“
What
others
?
”
the
Emperor
demanded
.
“
What
’
s
this
nonsense
?
”
The
old
woman
straightened
,
lowered
her
pointing
hand
.
“
I
’
ve
said
too
much
,
but
the
fact
remains
that
this
child
who
is
not
a
child
must
be
destroyed
.
Long
were
we
warned
against
such
a
one
and
how
to
prevent
such
a
birth
,
but
one
of
our
own
has
betrayed
us
.
”
“
You
babble
,
old
woman
,
”
Alia
said
.
“
You
don
’
t
know
how
it
was
,
yet
you
rattle
on
like
a
purblind
fool
.
”
Alia
closed
her
eyes
,
took
a
deep
breath
,
and
held
it
.
The
old
Reverend
Mother
groaned
and
staggered
.
Alia
opened
her
eyes
.
“
That
is
how
it
was
,
”
she
said
.
“
A
cosmic
accident
.
.
.
and
you
played
your
part
in
it
.
”
