My skin burned so badly I nearly perished. My skin was in big blisters, and I got a high fever. I sat and howled aloud. I could not lie down because of my burned shoulders, and neck, and scalp. The oldest of my mother's servants, Mut-Bity, took it as her duty to take care of me. She had seen more than I had realised and she scolded my sister.
"This is your fault!" she said angrily to my sister.
"I did not force her to go into the sunlight..." my sister tried to explain.
"Shut up! You were envious of the gifts she had received. You knew she cannot bear sunlight, but did not bring her in when you saw her outside, or bring your friends inside to play with her. No one wants to be abandoned and alone. Of course she wanted to play with you. But because you knew what the sun does to her, and did not act on it, it is your fault!"
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