Her foster father had been outside for most of the morning, working on trimming the maple trees and mowing the lawn. He smiled. The black clad students streamed slowly to their positions carrying their instruments like offerings to the pilgrimage. There were mysterious sounds, all of them musical. She would flee to the wild fastnesses, the places where there were no overarching systems of any use, where she could blend with the unstable populace and kill in relative peace. It is one of God’s laws that a woman may defend her honour, even with the shedding of blood.
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