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Shor's Stone reminded Smith of home. He could almost imagine Miss Reldith around the corner calling the children in for dinner, the sound of his father's hammer on the anvil, Master Jouane giving his sermons.

He hoped they rode through this place quickly. This was a sight he was familiar with, and he was eager to see new ones.