Minnaluna/Nezinoma Salis

The first rain of the season had fallen. Just overnight, just for a few hours, just enough to make the dirt damp but not muddy, and make the grass and bushes and trees shimmer and gleam in the morning sunlight.

It lay a shimmer over the two plowed, cultivate
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Almost another week had passed. And slowly, quite slowly but definitely surely, changes were beginning to become noticeable. Changes for the better, improvements.

Butterfly Farm no longer looked as dilapidated as it had been. It still looked run-down, with th
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The weather had been rough for a few days. Fortunately, it had cleared up again, and in the more southern half of Minnaluna it was not badly felt either. There had just been rain, plenty of rain, which hung around for a good while as there had not been too mu
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