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Pumpkin. Nayru repeated the word as she followed Anu’s eyes to the door and readied herself to leave the room. Grasping her book she moved toward the hallway, and as she entered if she looked back over her shoulder at Anu. I have never seen a pumpkin. They sounded intriguing. And they had vines! That meant they were a hardy plant. They would grow at any opportunity probably, most vines did, and Nayru thumbed her books happily, knowing she could look up the plants when she returned home. The encyclopedia was a good find, and that she could use it thanks to the teaching of Bris was even better.
Emerging into the outside world once again the crimson eyes dilated as they adjusted to the lighting. More golden than ever Nayru knew that sunlight was limited and they had spent a fair amount of time combing through the piles and shelves of books. Nayru’s trek back into Dahlia wasn’t too far, but she did not know how long Anu had to go. And while a large, though manageable pile of books. Well, the woman would certainly understand why the young girl did not offer to assist in the transport of them, she was old enough to be out here but perhaps not yet old enough to stay out or wander too far.
Anu, thank you for the company but I must return to Dahlia before night sets in and surely you will be wanted in Crimson Dreams? Nayru didn’t know what sort of demand on one’s time such young puppies would place, her memories did not span so far back as events before Dahlia de Mai grew fuzzier, but she imagined that the demand was great none the less. Hopefully your boys get great use out of those books! Goodbye. Dipping her head in a customary farewell, clutching her book, the fairy child turned in the direction of home.
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