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Amaranth: A Dream
...whose battles called her far from home.
She slew the thing she feared most, and conquered the land that feared her.
As she fought, far away, she knew her children needed guidance.
She knew they faced tyrants.
She knew they faced fear.
In her homeland, things were broken.
So, she held up her hand before the sun, and cast a shadow on the world, and drowned the troubles of her home in darkness.
"Survival's a long reach," she said.

Re: The Farm
Lucifelll, we just would have been a couple more minutes! Just until mother finishes in the fields...
Re: The Farm
You heard our second Mother, didn't you? Moreover, think of it—perhaps you could wait here, in the dirt for Mother to fuss over you, or you can go inside and clean yourselves up, so that when she comes home she'll be able to relax and take her time cleaning herself up after spending so much time in the fields. Doesn't that sound nice?
Re: The Farm
Fujiko tugs at your sleeve before she's carried off. ]
Are you coming too, little brother?
Re: The Farm
Re: The Farm
[ Hanae has a kind of calm assertiveness to her—the hard-earned right of a middle sibling. ]
I'm making dumplings, and Miwa and Fujiko will eat them all for sure.
[ But you can continue past the house without a fuss. ]