A young woman spies on her brother from underneath their house. Today is not her birthday. Today is the day she overhears this conversation. Being a mere ten years of age, and being about as bookish as a peasant can be, she does not understand the gravity of the situation unfolding from beyond the flooboards. The door opens in a muffled creak, followed by the deep voice of the town healer.
Itenus: Show me.
