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... oughts had already surged far ahead.
Out in the field, the atmosphere was much simpler.
Lucas, Silvara, and Anya continued their work—lining each basket with broad leaves. There was no meaningful conversation, only the soft sounds of leaves being folded and the wicker baskets shifting.
Not long after, Geralt finished his work. He brushed the dirt from his hands, let out a long breath, and walked over toward his child.
All the baskets had been fully lined.
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