Niers was standing on his pedestal, red coat ablaze in the sun. Peclir stared at him. “When I see him so, I can see him there, Miss Foliana. Right there in your story. And before that. He has been a legend.” “Mm. He’ll quit when he’s old.” Foliana nodded. Niers was laughing, she could tell. She couldn’t see him or hear his voice, but she knew he was laughing. Peclir turned and stared at her. “Do you mean he plans on retiring, Miss?” “Mm. He forgets sometimes. I have to remind him.” “Remind him of what?” She smiled. Niers laughed, and Foliana turned. Her eyes shone as she looked at Peclir and
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