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but no true priestess, chosen of the Goddess, could have slept through Raven's cry. grave, Morgaine thought, the fair and the dark, the white and the crimson-and then another comparison occu and there were women's voices too; yes, this must be on Ynis Witrin, for in the chapel on Avalon there were no women, these must be the nuns in the convent there. However often she attended Christian ceremonies, she never thought about them; they were not even as in

and let Accolon make his way as King with only such a sword as he can get for himself? Morgaine trembled. teresting as die rites at Avalon where she had spent her childhood, but she had thought, since she was f ut on for her triumph, and distantly she knew that her shift and underlinen were soaked again with blood, but it seemed not to matter. Gwenhwyfar remembered this conversation, months after, on the morning of her dream.