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Xiala had always believed herself in harmony with the Mother, but this was something more. She was the Mother, or at least a form of her. And as her instrument, Xiala held the very font of life within her: both the creatures that lived and died and the unfathomable might of the tides.

It was power. Power like she had never imagined.

Mirrored Heavens - Rebecca Roanhorse

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