In a sun dappled stretch of the Scar, endless as it had always been, a young woman found herself near done with what the dust had to offer.  So goes folk in younger years—just aged enough to know and appreciate the finer and subsequent illuminations of ferment—yet still damn fool enough to know nothing else of nothing else.

 

Music in Book 3, Chapter Thirteen:

​Cullah - Please Bring Me Shelter (CC BY-SA 4.0)
HarryHaaren - Acoustic Ambient (CC BY-NC-SA 3.0)
ambient-samurai - Scene Of Sunshine Filtering Through Foliage (CC BY 3.0)
Zhalih - Firefly (CC BY-SA 3.0)
Blue Dot Sessions - An Accumulation (CC BY-NC 4.0)
​Blue Dot Sessions - Diagram K (CC BY-SA 4.0)
Guerrics - the new season (CC BY-NC-SA 3.0)
​Scott Holmes - Black Jack (CC BY 4.0)
​Finn Perring - Ascension (Above The City) (CC BY-NC-SA 3.0)