( Part XIII , XV )
The Oracle lay in the tiny bed, looking small and delicate. He showed no signs of waking, but didn't seem in any danger. The two ninjas of health looked at him concernedly. The shop assistant had been taken to hospital earlier, once they had realised they could do nothing for her. There was no apparent cause for either of the illnesses!
"We can't just leave him here, you know." Said the Man.
"I know. And we can't take care of him ourselves without neglecting all our other wards. Well, not for long anyway."
"The thought of abandoning him to a regular hospital..."
The Woman thought, and thought some more. "What about the shop?"
"It will be taken care of. You make that call, and I'll prepare him for travel."
[Yes, I have completely lost track of this story at this point!]
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The chapel, home of our two protagonists, was quieter than they remembered as they put their friend into the bed they used for visitors and difficult cases. He didn't stir at all, and just lay there, insensate.
"We still need to consult the Appendices. I hesitate to leave you alone, here where that Entity has already manifested once." The Man touched his companion's arm gently.
"And I would hesitate to leave you alone here too."
"There is something that we could do, without the Appendices, but I don't know if it's worthwhile."
"What? What do you mean?" The lady was always surprised when her protege pulled a rug out from under her. "You, sir, are keeping secrets!"
"No, but there was something that Ken told me, when I visited him after the novitiate. He mentioned an unexpected recovery after being immersed in the Mosaic." He looked awkward for a moment. "I've got some idea for it, but it's definitely 'blue sky thinking'."
"Ken was ever an experimentalist."
"Maybe it's in the Appendices..."
The two looked down at the Oracle once again.
"Let's write a letter." They said, in harmony once again.
To be continued...
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