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Lingering thoughts - Journals of the Exile

15 Medis, 4AC. 2568

The school that Suboxide set up has borne strange fruit. We now have what is almost a collegium of the nations. The older children are being taught not just by me and a few others, but in an organized fashion so that they will know our history at least as far back as the emergence from the First Swarming and what we found in amber cubes. The races do not agree, of course, but all races have a chance to teach. Even in the absence of the Karavan and Kami, there are also classes dealing with those mysteries.

On the edges of the plateau there have been more incursions of beasts, but the carnivores have been beaten back and the herbivores led to pastures. The Rangers tell us that they have been sending out exploring parties and say that there have been signs that the Swarming has been collapsing of its own fecundity.

There have been a lot more of the sounds of Atys recently. Groans and echoing booms. Sometimes the ground shakes with the noise. The sounds are especially loud these last three spring seasons.

The Festival passed in quiet memory. Several more of the older of us who survived the Exodus have passed in the last year, their Seed weakened beyond recovery. I cannot think but that they would have survived longer if not for the rigors of those days.

I improved the paper recipe so it only takes a month to cure. As a result I have been able to donate substantial amounts to the school for use by the students.

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Remembering Tyneetryk
Phaedreas Tears - 15 years old and first(*) of true neutral guilds in Atys.
(*) This statement is contested, but we are certainly the longest lasting.
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