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The chanting women, who had been sitting on the floor at the foot of the bed, stood up and began waving ostrich feather fans in the air, to cool the room for the new mother and small princess. No electric lights were on in the room because Rene' Dawn knew that any electricity running through the room could stop the good vibes of life from flowing. You see, Rene' had been born in a small Tahitian village and was very superstitious. She was also well versed in the arts of both Voodoo and Witchcraft.
Rubi, the Queen of the local voodoo sect and grandmother of the newborn princess, took the child from her mother. She wrapped the infant in a newly killed sheep skin which had been cleaned and scraped, then soaked in uniodized salt and blessed by the Voodoo shaman, especially for the birth of the new princess. Taking the child out onto the widow's walk, which ran along outside the floor to ceiling window, she held the child up to the sky and dedicated the tiny life to the Gods of life, love and purity. After chanting the ritual of dedication, she returned to the room and lay the child into the waiting arms of her mother.