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gave in to it.
But with one touch. With one touch she freed me from the possession
of the evil one. Is she in there?”
    Laughter could be heard coming from inside Carella's
quarters. Megwyn ran out of the tent with Krislynn's hand in
hers.
    “My daughter has been healed!” Megwyn said. “She can
hear! She can hear!”
    The line that gathered in front of the tent
gasped.
    “Can you hear me? Can you hear me, Krislynn?”
    A joyous smile crossed the girl's face as she
nodded.
    A sparrow landed on a tree branch to the side of
them. It chirped and hopped before flying off again.
    Krislynn pointed at the sparrow.
    “Bird,” she said.
    “Yes!” Megwyn hugged Krislynn, tears welling in her
eyes.
    “A miracle worker is here!” Xavros cried out.
    The elves began pushing forward to the tent.
    “Hold on a moment, please!” the cleric said to the
raucous crowd.
    Zanfire went inside the tent and closed it shut.
    “There are a line of elves out here,” Zanfire said
to Carella. “And they all want a piece of you.”
    “You're kidding?” Carella opened her tent and closed
it with a shudder after seeing the amount of elves that had
gathered around.
    “They are all out there. Blind elderly. Crippled
youth. Every infirmity imaginable.”
    “What if my gift just stops without warning?”
Carella said. “Like it did with you?”
    “Carella?” a male voice shouted. “Please heal my
son!”
    “Princess!” a woman's voice yelled out. “Come out
and heal my daughter! She cannot walk!”
    The assorted pleas for help increased in volume
until becoming one loud cacophony of pain and need.
    “There is nothing special about me.” Carella looked
down at her hands. “Why me?”
    “Don't try to make sense of it,” Zanfire said.
“That's what I did. And then I tried to cling to it. And when I
lost it, I wanted to die.”
    “I don't know if I can go out there,” she said.
    Zanfire opened the tent.
    “You didn't choose the gift,” he said. “It chose
you.”
    “But what if it is a curse?”
    Carella stepped out of the tent and surveyed the
crowd of elves. She felt all of their eyes on her. Young children
carried by their parents, unable to walk. Deformed elves with large
goiters on their necks. Blind elderly barely able to stand. They
all yelled out for her attention, their voices coalescing into one
collective cry for help.
    Holding up her hands, they went silent after a few
moments.
    She took a deep breath then laid her healing hands
on the elves, one by one.
     

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