
Wynlouh
“The morning light poured in the window as the warm desert air mixed with that of the sea, and the dark night departed the eastern skies as the sun rose. Seagulls called. Waves crashed. The morning bell rang in the distant town on a green lawn, sounding clear on a clear morning. Adatol, rising at the bell, and no earlier, was the sixth son of a sixth son and, being the youngest, usually found a host of chores to attend to upon waking. All his brothers were already hard at work.
Emerging from his room…”

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