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Clouds of gloom hung over the village, concealing all evidence the sky had ever been blue. Hubert Alder stood before the woman on trial. "Your powers of healing go beyond anyone born of this earth. Every one of our brethren who has contracted the scourge has succumbed. But you!" the Tribunal Lord thundered, the long sleeves of his black robe flapping like bat wings as he pointed an accusing finger. "You've used your power to cure a man who committed grave sins against our God. You visited him in prison while he was ill with the scourge. His recovery shortly thereafter enabled him to overpower the guards and make his escape!"