Together they bent over the map. Nara took out pen and ruler and drew the river that had once been a possibility, not to hand it wholly over but to make it shareable. It flowed to a house by a clarinet-sounding river after all — not hers alone, and not solely the cartographer's. It became a path for anyone daring enough to finish a story.
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Lyra gathered her companions: