He took a pinch of the paste from Tamar’s jar and pressed it into the dove’s eye sockets. Instantly, the wood grain flowed like liquid, and the dove blinked. It turned its head, looked at Tamar, and then at the Maker. It cooed once—a sound like a rusty hinge opening after a century.
“They used to anoint the wheels of the tabernacle with this,” He said. “To keep the holy things from squeaking. Faith is a lubricant, child. Without it, even gods seize up.” dove seek him that maketh pdf
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