She studies the boy with athar vision, gently cupping his face. He claims they are ancient symbols of victory and would like to keep them, but Tawaddud points out that they will grow and take over his skin entirely. Merely a boy who has glowing v-shaped dashes all over his skin, chasing each other, moving in flocks like birds. Actual wildcode infections are more difficult but, fortunately, the ones today are not too bad.
Most are simple hauntings, easily dispelled. They line up outside the tent and, one by one, Tawaddud does the best she can. Almost as soon as she is finished, the patients start coming. She spreads out her gear and the jinni bottles. She turns them into a tent with a small table and a bed.
As always, Tawaddud sets up her practice next to a defaced Sobornost statue – a bearded man with a machinist’s tools, now covered in athar scrawls and patches of wildcode.Īs Abu watches, Tawaddud unfolds her stall from her bag: components that open up into spindly structures like giant insect legs.
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