PROLOGUE

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"The child has the mark..."

A gasp.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I am! What do you - "

"It could be something else."

"He was born in the first hour of the first day - "

"So? That could be a coincidence."

"His hair is silver..."

Another gasp, then silence, then -

"So the prophecy has come true?"

"Yes the Moonchild is born." 

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