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Skyweaver came down with armfuls of blankets and dumped them in a neat pile. Her new human hands worked fast, unrolling, folding, placing, the new wings on her back quivering with effort she didn't let show on her face. "Warm, warm, warm," she said under her breath, and her voice was still hoarse from the scream she had given during the fight.
Alka dropped a rope cradle through the shaft and hovered while Azhara and Akayoroi set four eggs into it; then Alka lifted with a beat, carrying them up two ledges to the hall, where Skyweaver and Lirien took them off and set them down in the circle.
