"- ...Volumes twelve and thirteen.
- There.
- Notes from western smyths.
- To be written anew.
- Those too...
- I would re-write this whole section and one next to it. Scrolls are not fit for every task and paper is not the most reliable thing to carry words. I'd use tafa-woven pages.
- Be it so, fine. I'll order as many as you wish.
- When are you going to rebuild this tower?
- As rain season's dawn, when winds here are asleep again... How's the new eye?
- Doesn't hurt anymore already. And sees just as it should... I want a window in the southern wall. With a sill.
- What's that for? Enough light in here.
- I'll have new sprouts by that time. Kavass peppers.
-... Of all the things and crafts among the living, why did you choose this plays with seeds and weeds?
- We all have our own small joys..."

Taking his name as a momentum for a father that never was, Zephalay chose to become an archivist of the Family, which is uncommon and unexpected, yet cherished by others. Even Maadra herself pays a visit now and then to aid in guiding records of things passed and gone.
Though guests are not common in his archives. Among those is Marju, acting master and guide of whole fleshsmith commune - and, among other things, author of Zephalay's third eye. As well as second set of arms.
What goes for seeds and weeds... all have their joys indeed. Zephalay loves those boring and dull books about practical farming. And windowsills are occupied with pots, bearing different greens and things to grow - small tomatoes, peppers of sorts and similar green things...

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