"No problem," says Kithabel. She flies low over the streets of the town. She fixes sinkholes and knocked-over posts and drowned flowerbeds. Somebody calls her over to fix some stuff in her house. Whatever it is is already fixed before she goes through their door, as though it sensed her approach. "Are you a new flier? I haven't seen you before."
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Date: 2015-01-05 12:26 am (UTC)