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Sister Iio said that in the world, in everything, there was suffering; in birth, in age, in sickness and in death, in dissatisfaction, in not getting what you wanted, in getting what you did not want – all that and more, was suffering. Suffering was in the very air around you that you breathed and bended, in the blood in your body, in your mind and in your heart. It was always there.
Curiously, perhaps naively, Sister Iio had spoken of suffering and not about it, as if knowing nothing of it but expecting her little pupil to nonetheless. But why should she? How could she? All the nuns of the Eastern Air Temple lived together in peace and happiness, with everything that could be had. She had never known a day when she was hungry, or a time when she was sick. She did not see her mother and father very often, true, but she did not mind so greatly, for she did not lack love from her many sisters and every few months her mother and father would come to visit her and she knew that when she was older they would take her with them on their journeys across the world, so she did not long for it or them desperately. She had everything that she needed, if not everything that she wanted.
How then could she know of suffering? Why should she know of it at all? And why had she been taught how to make it stop?
Malu the Ghost Witch now knew the answers to all of those questions; and she knew also that Sister Iio, naïve as she had been, had also been remarkably foresighted.