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Asha thought of the day when the village had nearly fallen into hunger and the way the bell had rung again. She thought of all the small forgettings that had smoothed human life into something bearable. She touched the river and found the water warm as memory.

"Do you ever give back what you take?" Asha asked, surprised at the sound her voice made. tabootubexx better

"It is not mine to give and take," Tabootubexx said. "I am a keeper of balancing. I hold what is heavy. You trade one weight for another. Sometimes the balance tips and you find what you lost in a stranger’s laugh, a child's stumble, or the taste of rain on a certain kind of stone." Asha thought of the day when the village