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The storm's passed...
[Med'an is looking through the window at the sky. He is quiet for a moment or two, thinking about something, but it's a peaceful quiet. He likes rain, but he likes sun too.We have sixty-four bars of iron with us. But what about the rowan? There's some wild, growing in the middle of the loch, I think. We could ward ourselves ( Read more... )
[Med'an is looking through the window at the sky. He is quiet for a moment or two, thinking about something, but it's a peaceful quiet. He likes rain, but he likes sun too.We have sixty-four bars of iron with us. But what about the rowan? There's some wild, growing in the middle of the loch, I think. We could ward ourselves ( Read more... )
...is the soil here right enough to plant such things?
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Well, they're growing over on that soil. It's probably not too much different.
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I hope you're right.
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And have a little cheekiness:]
I bet I am.
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[ ...ohohoho. ]
Aren't you, now?
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