human
Mother, she said at last, and after a few days had passed in restless idleness at home,
gpt
I feel that my life here is not what it was. The Mother's eyes follow me, and she sits at my heart day and night. Why dost thou not come to me, Tara? she says; fear not, but come; no one dare harm thee, and I would have thee near me. This she whispers daily when my time of service comes, and I am here and not with her. O mother, I fear no longer; she gives me strength, and I will go. What can he do to me? The dread of him is gone from me.
human
We will go with thee, daughter, replied Anunda,
gpt
Perhaps, she replied;