The little girls brows furrow as she grows a bit frustrated by the question. 
[color=goldenrod]"They take our secrets to flame and keep us safe from the demons that would come to take us with them!"[/color] The sentence rolls of her tongue as naturally as her own name, speaking the passage as though it was practised and rehearsed. 
[color=goldenrod]"Surely you have secrets! Eeevery one has secrets, even the towns priest has to burn a straw man at the festival."[/color]
She pauses, looking to the woman with a bit of worry.
[color=goldenrod]"i know! You should ask the man to make you a straw doll too!"[/color]

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