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Sep 09, 2010 22:04

Alanna's decision to hold her morning Shang practice by the Milliways lake can be boiled down to one simple fact: it isn't raining here. The obvious extension of this is that it is raining in Tortall, great big buckets of the stuff, soaking through even the thickest cloaks and rushes, forming inconvenient puddles of questionable depth and muddiness.

Less obvious is that she is also avoiding three children who have spent the better part of a week inside.

On the beach, happily dry and free of nagging questions, the Lioness extends her left leg and right arm and smiles a bit smugly to herself.
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