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Chapter 26

A screaming hunger.
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Searing pain rips through the head of a young boy, not yet 9 years old, but having missed
more meals than men 3 times his age. Like a spike driven into his skull and a fist
smashing his stomach, hunger fills him with a maddening, sickening, agony.

"Be quiet, Alie" his mother speaks, not bothering to look at him huddled pathetically in
the corner of their ruined house. She returns to her spinning, yet another project for the
local church, working furiously, ignoring her own pain as well as well as the blood droplets
forming on the yarn.

"We must make the good people think highly of us" she utters in a sing-song fashion,
blissfully unaware of the shattering of Tar Valon, her starving child, her dead husband,
and her absent sanity.