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"Up, yes, in the branches,
the purple blossoms go pale at the edges;
there is meaning in the shifting of the sap,
and I see in them traces
of last year, but then they hadn't grown so strong,
and their limbs were more like wires."
—N'or Waulk, flamekin prophet