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Uunday, 30 Gabrianym, 1007 KR

“Where did you grow up, Ceph?” Old Tom asked.

“Here and there. I moved around a lot,” Ceph said.

The crow watched him.

Tom always tried to get more out of Ceph; Ceph never gave it, or asked in return. He didn’t want to talk about the past. People had enough to worry about in the present. The past could inform, but he didn’t want to dwell.

Except—all he did was dwell.