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29th of Junctior.
Though he had come and gone over the years, that last time, six months ago, he had realized something he had never considered before: a man without roots is like a tree without a forest. And so this time, instead of just contemplating his old home, he had decided to do something about it. Yes, it had taken roughly six months, but now House Moonstar was his again.
As he had promised Eninia's colleague, things were going to be just as they were.
For House Moonstar, and for Roland, and for Arium itself.
"It's good to be home!" Clapping his hands together, Roland went inside. . .
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After a bit of rearranging and decorating, the painting of old Jedidiah was on the wall, the flute recorder was on the mantel, and the basket of cheese and fruits was on the table for anyone who desired a meal.
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