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Blaedy began by recognising a knight in some other pageant and ended, by a route known only to her, worrying over Heather and a guardian. I have written it down as promised. Posterity deserves warning.
Meho brought news that the dungeon loafers may be sent outdoors again. Arrowyy immediately saw the stage set for proper roadside bloodshed, as if the roads have lacked for it. He and Blaedy both remembered being small and alone in a world large enough to get lost in; apparently this remains a cherished feeling once one has a hearth to return to.
Summoneyy compared the new territories to finding an unopened corner of a familiar fairground, which is a decent description of wonder. Everyone became very excited about Riverglades, then pretended the excitement was chiefly strategic. Men and women will call it warfare when they mean they want to see what is over the next hill.
