[o] [PQ] [SE] strength looks different on us all

Sohalia

Don't try to wake me up
Even if the sun really does come out tomorrow

Returning to meet up with the others, Soh returned Lena's smile. "The gate's fixed - for now," she reported. "One of the unicorns keeps banging on it, though, so it might be short-lived." But that was a problem for another time. For now, the unicorns were safely enclosed. Lena could figure out a more permanent solution at a later date.

The Caretaker passed out trash bags and tools for the next portion of their work, which Soh accepted with a word of thanks. "I'll go west," she announced, and then started off to get to work. There was litter everywhere, which saddened the young woman; it would have been one thing if the paths had simply been overtaken by nature, but the presence of litter suggested an intentional lack of care. Unsure what to do with the fallen branches, Soh started a pile of them that could easily be removed.

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Soh goes west and starts cleaning up.

Don't believe anything you say anymore
In the morn, in the morning