The Medallion's Bane
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There was a loud crack behind them, and the two women whirled around. There was nothing in sight. "Come, child. We have done all we can." The old woman said, wrapping her shawl around herself tightly.
Rosaline knelt down, and kissed the baby girl's fair head, and stood, pausing only to whisper four final words. "Ave atque vale, Gwendolyn." Farewell forever, Gwendolyn. And with that, she turned and walked away, leaving the innocent child to whatever lurked in the dangerous waters.
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