"I.. I don't know," Radae stammered. "But I have to take this out." She laid a gentle hand on the black blade, and even at this light touch Shade winced. She unstrung her belt from her waist and laid it between Shade's cracked, chapped lips. "Bite this," she said softly. He closed his eyes and clamped his teeth hard onto the soft leather. Radae turned dragon, set her teeth onto the steel, and swiftly drew it along its own carved path through her companion's flesh. It was done in a heartbeat. Shade arched his back and screamed through the bit of patterned garment. Radae turned elven once again and took a pinch of herbs from a pouch dangling from the end of the belt not in Shade's mouth and sprinkled it on his wounds. She did not answer any questions about what side he was on.
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***I am Elf, Hobbit, Man, and Dragon-my children are the peoples of the everlasting world-my hands made the trees and rivers- I am Heriel Aradaewen-Kemen'mamil, the Earthmother.***
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