[[Fakir sits at the base of a tree at the edge of the park. For once, he doesn't look too perturbed, his features firm, but not angry or tense. He has a stack of paper on his lap, and a quill in his hand.
Around him, several ducklings quack excitedly, and...one special duck is sitting on his head.
He regards the seal with a warning gaze.]]
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