Ixi is a black widow spider. Linger is a pygmy mouse.
“…the de-population by cholera and small-pox is ended by drainage and vaccination; and every other pest is not less in the chain of cause and effect, and may be fought off. And, whilst art draws out the venom, it commonly exhorts some benefit from the vanquished enemy.”
Fate – Ralph Waldo Emerson
“I am not sure but from the study If and the others did, the germ was broken. I would like to try it on your leg,” said Ixi.
Linger looked up at the spider dangling from her thread. In Ixi’s arms was cradled a small cobweb cup.
“That’s the medicine you want to try on my leg?” asked Linger. Sweat drenched her fur. Her leg, wounded in a fall, dripped with pus.
“Yes,” said Ixi.
Linger nodded. Ixi lowered herself onto Linger’s injured knee and poured three…
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