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Beyond the vaults I found the heart of the labyrinth. Under a stone dome, a lost child rested on a bed of stone and hair, entombed in life, sleeping an eternal slumber. The girl was ill, and then I understood the reason why the children of the forest called me. From my bag I fetched some oils and unguents of my creation and I applied them on the lips of the poor thing.
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