"Patience came to lay claim to my body. [...] Awkward, eccentric Lady Patience, for whatever reason, cleansed my wounds and bound them as carefully as if I still lived. She alone ordered the digging of my grave and saw to the burying of my coffin. She and Lacy, her woman, mourned me, when all others, out of fear or disgust at my crime, abandoned me"
the love of a mother
— Sep 14, 2026 06:42AM
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