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Trashling Tales #5

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She is ancient, even for a Trashling. She saw the Great Avalanche. She witnessed the crusades of the Makers' Children against ThoseWhoBurnForever. Some whisper she is older than Fill itself.

They come bearing bones from mice and birds and strange beasts only the Makers know. They bring their hopes and fears, their hates and loves.

"Return on suchandsuch day."

She sings as she shapes the bones into charms. Every customer is satisfied, though perhaps not in the way they expect.

No one knows why she keeps certain bones for herself. No one knows the language of the songs she sings.

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    D.M. over 9 years ago

    Very mystic. That the customers are satisfied though not in the way they expect is intriguing.

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