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Melita had never thought about it, not really, and she took a moment to stare at the sand, pondering the circumstances. “Maybe. Otherwise, what’s the point of taking all of them?” Just in case of what she wasn’t sure. “I’ve never heard of anyone asking for them back – I guess because they don’t remember…,” and so was the conundrum spiraling through her head, before she kicked at the waves again and rejoiced in the splashes.
LongNight at the Hollowed Grounds seemed to inspire far more curiosity than the Honeybee had ever considered, and she snorted, glancing downward for shells again. “Yeah. For actual LongNights. And they actually sucked.” She couldn’t imagine that people went through that for three hundred years - with nothing else during those endless evenings but the sounds of monsters trying to fight their way in. “Mhm. We’d use hay and apples and singing. It worked though. Those deer saved us a bunch of times.”
LongNight at the Hollowed Grounds seemed to inspire far more curiosity than the Honeybee had ever considered, and she snorted, glancing downward for shells again. “Yeah. For actual LongNights. And they actually sucked.” She couldn’t imagine that people went through that for three hundred years - with nothing else during those endless evenings but the sounds of monsters trying to fight their way in. “Mhm. We’d use hay and apples and singing. It worked though. Those deer saved us a bunch of times.”
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