the fate of the faithless.

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it were mere moments however, till she cried. contorting their face. holding something back that dares to burst out from within her skull; in fear, the doctor instinctively drew a sort of syringe from a tray that's sprawled out that held some of their tools; she hestitated. it was a newborn.. but seeing the babe's face reddening, pushed the doc to have the syringe touch skin. and for a last time, hestitated, before injecting Lee-sa with a sleeping **** so to give everyone time to properly think over what the next steps should be for dear Lee-sa.

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14 months later.

Reac-nn-nasa, mother of Lee-sa, bows. praying. so for her little girl, so dear to her, more than any of her friends, or.. even Reac-nn-nasa's late wife, to, finally get. up. but safely.

tears forming in their eyes, "Please.. please, please, please! for the mercy of any god(s) that may be hearing this...!" along with her words, her body conveys emotion, and the desperation in her words, "hEaR me..!" vocalization becoming difficult because of her sorrow "heAr, me.. pLeSAe........"

*beep.. beep.. beep..*

within Lee-sa's room for the past 14 months, these machines kept her asleep, and monitored her health, as everyone did a little more than the money they've been paid, though, she hasn't had the best care that money can provide because of her mother's lack of money. this specialized room within the hospital along with all that was necessary with it wasn't something Reac-nn-nasa had the money to easily provide. so, she had to work her body into shape for the work on the farm she previously had, so to handle the tougher jobs they had, and more. keeping up a.. habit, for gambling and making friends whever she could. but there still were days she had barely anything to eat.

"...have faith, dear creation." rang my own voice in her head, with godly effect.