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Probably more like this on the stone end, but that wouldn't be TOO far off the other end, except it'd be netting rather than sticks, and just two sticks on either end, meant to sit there and trap the fish, then picked up slaves on either end and walked a bit downriver to trap lots of fish directly between the weir and the net! Page here! <3
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The water was cold against her feet, and the dark woman stepped forward into it, watching her footing where her daughter indicated there were particularly large rocks. The bottom of the river was not, as she'd expected, muddy, but sandy and silty -- evidence of the tide and the river both interacting to drag rich soil down from the mountains and up from the bay. It was good of Salsola to build their garden alongside the river -- though it was not quite so protected as their ruins, the coal-furred Auxiliary thought it was a necessary concession -- the thin and rocky soil of Drifter Bay would make for a poor garden, while the nutrient-rich delta of the Pictou fostered large plants and larger yields.
Gjalda looked up in surprise at his masters, but Khirot continued working with mechanical precision, never lifting his eyes from his work. The hybrid regarded the renamed slave with a sharp chartreuse eye and a faint smile, though it disappeared quickly enough. The slave was quick to resume his work thereafter, scurrying to move a stone into place. The water crept further up the dark woman's body as she inched forward, and she kicked a small stone loose. Bending to snatch it, the hybrid was almost completely submerged in the cold water. She had never been averse to swimming and water, and regained her feet a moment later, drawing the stone from the riverbed with her. She placed it close along the weir.
Small stones along the base, to keep it strong and sturdy, she advised, shaking some of the water from herself. She'd soon be completely wet again anyway, but it made no matter. Even in the cold of winter, the water was refreshing, biting chills into her legs and up and down her arms.
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