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There are many customs for protecting babies from the spirits, and little evidence that they work.
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"Don't cry," her whisper sounded rough and drone-like. The voice stuck out from tender words. She held the boy tightly while leaving the house. She could hear breaths behind her back. Parents.
"I will be your mother now. Nobody will take you away from me." Mamuna walked away, leaving behind the smells of the river and dirty rags. The house creaked, preparing for hysteria and grief.
<i>Lore submitted by scratched vinyl</i>
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