[Hakkai pauses next to Izumo at his tent, picking up one of the wooden tablets and turning it thoughtfully over to read the prayer on the back. It's written in a wobbly hand, the edges of the characters straggling down one into the next.
Please help my mommy get better she says she is OK but I know it is just to make me not worry.
It's a good thing, he reflects, that guilt doesn't sting a god; and glances up at the other man with a quirk of his eyebrow.]
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Please help my mommy get better she says she is OK but I know it is just to make me not worry.
It's a good thing, he reflects, that guilt doesn't sting a god; and glances up at the other man with a quirk of his eyebrow.]
What does that one say?