After the quake blind willow, sleeping woman dance dance dance

That means I’ve already ejected 
some two hundred eggs. About half my supply is left inside, maybe labeled 
“reserved.”
“But Tsubasa’s eggs will never be fertilized,” the dowager said. “I asked a doctor I 
know to examine her last week. Her uterus has been destroyed.” 
Aomame looked at the dowager, her face distorted. Then, tilting her head slightly, 
she turned toward the girl. She could hardly speak. “Destroyed?” 
“Yes, destroyed,” the dowager said. “Not even surgery can restore it to its original 
condition.” 
“But who would do such a thing?” Aomame asked. 
“I’m still not sure,” said the dowager. 
“The Little People,” said the girl. 

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