
Your guardian, Reverend Wringhim, declares you sealed among the elect, incapable now of losing grace whatever you do, and your mother Rabina weeps with joy at the news. You walk out alone to give thanks in the fields and meet a young stranger who shares your face, your clothes, your exact age. Gil-Martin agrees with every doctrine you were just handed, then carries it further than your guardian ever dared, and you come home unable to say what has changed in you.
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