My condolences to the friends of the disappeared. Cissus is gone as well, and her absence dims the sunlight over these fields, faint already in this cold and dark season. Parting is worst when it is sudden; but all the bonds we make are ultimately contingencies against a mute and chaotic world. Storms pass. We build again
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And I'll help cleaning up the farm too, with Paladin. But don't be too sorry. That combine harvester really saved us out there.
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With so many lending a hand, how can one's mind not be eased? Still, it was thoughtless of me to rely on a supposedly-natural disappearance of the remains. I will not make this mistake again.
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