“We burn the yarrow in remembrance of those who did not return home. We give thanks to Thora for their lives and their courage.” The sound of fists knocking against wooden benches echoed out again, making the room feel smaller. “To understand the honor deserved, we must remember the story of Thora. We must remember why we fight. “Thora was born of the mountain, in the great eruption that created our home,” she began, her hands extending out around her small frame. “She came forth from the flame and ash. From the melted rock, she created her people and placed them on the mountain to dwell. She
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