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 After the dream, the first thing I wanted to do was embrace Haruna, but when I saw her asleep, I couldn't help but remember the very first time I saw her face, in the basket. What was she dreaming about? How are the first dreams of a baby? Something, a hunch maybe, made me look for the basket I had kept in another room. I checked it carefully, not knowing why. I caressed the wickerwork, from the outside, from within; I found a small protrusion on the inside. I gently made an incision with a knife and found a purple crystal, the size of a chalk.  

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