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Ryn of Avonside - 98: Coffee
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... reatening to rain. The clouds above Avonside were dark and billowing, whipped up by the wind as it twisted its way through the mountains. It was going to make gathering stone a pain in the ass. My buns hated the cold.
The dark weather wasn’t doing anything for my poor, tired brain either. So many things to make sure of. I wasn’t good at keeping tasks ordered in my mind at the best of times, but lately I felt like I was drowning.
Today I had to cut stone for construction, touch ba ...
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