CHAPTER 42: THE CURE AT LAST
The healers of Xeran were assembled in the Doshi; the Hall of Healers in the Xeran capital of Likit. They sat there barely speaking with long faces and drooping shoulders. There was a mood of mourning in the place. These men and women were tired; exhausted even. They had been summoned by the elder healers for an important meeting. These few days have been devastating for everyone. Their trade was medicine. For years they have been tasked with the duty of tending to sick. The people trusted them to make them better, to cure their ailments and preserve their lives. With this level of trust, imagine the pain the healers must feel. Experts in healing and they cannot help the weeping mothers or the dying children. The healers were sad. A woman walked in dressed all in white. The other heal
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