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Another broken sound pushed through Papa's throat. He was alive! Alive, but not well. Dalgina didn't know how to fix this though. She was no healer. Water! Yes, she should get water. That would help. She'd drank water when she was sick. It hadn't tasted nice, but it had helped. Dalgina didn't know that there had been herbs in the water, but it was the only thing she could think of. The smallest start, but she would be doing her best to fix it.
Shaking her head tears spilled down Dalgina's face. What could she tell Papa? There was no family left. Honrin and Pandora had moved, and while she still saw them they weren't close. She didn't dare approach her mother, and she'd thought Papa was dead. Just her and Keldava left. There's no family anymore. Slipping off she hurried out of the shop. Grabbing a bowl she dipped it into the stream. Dalgina did her best to hurry back, small drops spilling out. Reaching Papa again she knelt down. Papa, I brought you some water.
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