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Library [22.02]
Karal's face was red with cold, his hair was definitely trying to revert to hobo status, and his nose was frozen.
This would be because he'd begun the day with an early morning ride, through the Preserve and down to the beach. The wind whipping off the ocean had been cold, and it had started to rain by the end, but it left him with a clear head and in an exceptionally good mood.
Once the library was open, he settled in with a pot of tea and indulged himself with a book that was just for fun.
This would be because he'd begun the day with an early morning ride, through the Preserve and down to the beach. The wind whipping off the ocean had been cold, and it had started to rain by the end, but it left him with a clear head and in an exceptionally good mood.
Once the library was open, he settled in with a pot of tea and indulged himself with a book that was just for fun.
Afternoon [22.02]
Now he was sitting at one of the tables with a copy of The Writ, several other books in Karsite, and a sheet of paper with some extremely neat Karsite script on it.
His concentration was fierce and total; anyone wanting his attention would need to make an effort to get it.