.Wheels turning, the sun is high and dries the soil. Now hopes are rising in the clan. Hard hunger, their number's smaller than before. The search is coming to an end. Long winters make them strong in will and flesh. But welcome is the smell of spring. Wind whispers to the women and the men. And tell.
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