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“Because you have your grandmother’s eyes. Now hear me. Before the end,you will pluck snowdrops at midwinter,die by your own choosing,and weep for a nightingale.”
“It is easy to die,” replied the bannik.”Harder to live. Do not forget me,Vasilisa Petrivna.”
- The Bear and the Nightingale
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“My people,” said Vasya,very low. They wept before the icons while the domovoi starved. I do not know them.They have changed and I have not.Aloud she said, “I am not afraid.”
- The Bear and the Nightingale
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“Though I did not tell her she was getting a wood-sprite instead of a little girl.”
But he kissed her grubby cheek and she giggled.
- The Bear and the Nightingale,