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... th farmers who know their own fields. We came because your neighbor has been sowing salt in the night. He is not a neighbor you invited."
Mariel’s hands folded at her waist. "When one ancient stirs," she said softly, "the others raise their heads to see whether they should leave their burrows. That cannot be allowed."
The director did not pretend he did not know. "Valakar," he said. The name felt like stone in his mouth. Heavy, simple, not to be argued with.
"And the one ...
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