Jodeth was wiping his face and so did not notice Adra's approach.
"Father is doing well, says the sea air is helping his constitution. He claims to be writing his masterpiece, again."
Jodeth's father loved poetry but had no really gift besides his boundless enthusiasm for it. There were whole...
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