[Vampires, voyages, vagrants to come, oh my! This month has already been too much for the little tyke. He's sore, hazy, and stooped a bit from over stimulation and worry. Right now, though, he's patiently sitting outside in the church's courtyard, a book on tying knots and weaving open on the grass as he fiddles with it.]What if the people outside
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