O Muses, Sacred Nine, and Memory most of all, mother of all of them, and they our mothers – I was Doll Tearsheet’s alchemist that night, and by gamahuche turned her base metal into gold.
EDDY: “J-Jem? Jem, what are you…?” STEPHEN: “Shhh. I want to gamahuche you, Eddy. Do say I might.”.