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[Savhanna]

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Having finished his duties at the Trinsic jail, Liam Malone left it in the care of Flo Gipping for the night. As he walked he towards Spiritwood he found himself humming the same tune the drunk in the back cell had been singing at the top of his lungs earlier in the evening. He stopped frist at White Chapel and went to the rooftop to meditate, as was his habit. It was the only way he knew to transition himself from his worklife to his homelife in the village.

Returned to his normal tranquil state he headed down south to the healers. Miss Lily was there looking "right as rain" as Gramps would say, but it was Savhanna he really came to see. Taking a seat beside his sister's bed he began to tell her of the changing of the seasons yet again. He has described the coming of summer, the apples of late summer, the pumpkins and festivals of the autumn, and now all the festive decorations of the village for the winter holidays. In his mind he trusted that she could hear him, but his heart longed for her to wake up.