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... n had a bed now. Not soft, not large but real. Mira gave him her old blanket, stitched with faded stars. Her father set up a corner of their small wooden home with folded mats and a basket for his few things.
He still didn't talk much.
But each morning, Zen helped Mira's father at the stall. He stacked apples, brushed dust from peaches, and sometimes sat quietly, just watching the people walk by.
The city of Kaelora buzzed in the distance, far beyond Virellia's modest hil ...
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