A dream- the dead cygnet. A message from Molly.

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A message from Molly?  Questioning my commitment to see this story through?  I am on the path.  I promise stay on it.

I am the cygnet to this pale faint swan,
Who chants a doleful hymn to his own death,
And from the organ-pipe of frailty sings
His soul and body to their lasting rest.
– Shakespeare (King John 5.7.24-7)

Dead Birds as Messengers:

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