Pale skin, silver hair, and bright, purple eyes. Her characteristics were quite unusual, so at birth her mother was said to have killed herself. Her father was unknown, but they said he could have been her lover, or just some one-night stand. Her mother claimed she never slept with anyone, but of course, none had believed her when her belly swelled up. It was a good thing that the old tradition of stoning pregnant women with no husband to death was no more.
So she was born.
Silver hair, and bright, purple eyes. The matron and midwife said that the child looked like the stars at night.
Then the mother thought of a name that suited the child… before she killed herself, never to return.
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Ephraim stared at the woman, who now scooped from the ladle sitting against the cauldron. She then poured what seemed like a soup into a wooden bowl, and then sauntered towards Ephraim, handing him the soup.
"Here." The woman exclaimed.
