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[dangerouswind]

My flowers aren't blooming right.

[If her voice is anything to go by, she's annoyed. Very annoyed. Her finger taps the journal for a second and she snorts before she speaks again.] If this doesn't straighten itself out soon...

[She lets herself trail off, because there's really no threat she can make that she can follow through on anyway.] This is ridiculous.

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[dangerouswind]

You know how much I hate that?

[wise_maiden]

I think I could wager a good guess. Most of us are used to creating our own action, even when being surrounded by odds. Here the opportunities are much scarcer, and we don't even have the whole story of what we're dealing with.

[dangerouswind]

We do have some pieces, though. Not enough to create a whole picture, but enough to make some educated guesses.

[wise_maiden]

Indeed. [ She would know, having gathered them for over six years. ] We do what we can.

[dangerouswind]

You ever feel like it's not enough? Too much?

[wise_maiden]

It's definitely not enough. We have pieces that we can guesswork from, but even then those pieces come still from a limited perspective. You can't subscribe fully to one theory because of what may come along to debunk it. I do think we're a lot further along than when we first started, so there is that.