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Preparing for Gatherday
I couldn't think of a better title for this one. It's from the second book of Water Song.
Qi, again, being her wonderful self. But a few fronds of plants in salty soil feel futile at the edge of the wasteland.

Qi, again, being her wonderful self. But a few fronds of plants in salty soil feel futile at the edge of the wasteland.
