After the usual morning exercises and swim Fiontann walked through the hamlet towards the new building. It took one who week of building and trasplanting the trees and now it was ready for use. He stopped in the yard, among the trees. And looked around. As always when thinking his right hand came up to stroke his beard, but it wasn’t there. He changed his looks. He had shaven completely and cut his hair short. He felt exposed and now in the autumn his head and face felt also cold.
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