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The dirt road was yellow with clay. The willows had yet to green, and a light snow fell from the sky.
Ping'an had bought a cart full of strong liquor and brought it to a clearing in the forest.
A bonfire burned in the clearing, its flames crackling beneath fresh game and fish roasting over the fire.
At the center sat a youth, smiling. Beside him, a pretty woman with long legs lounged without lifting a finger, watching a wooden stick turn on its own over the fire.
From time to time, she stole glances at the youth next to her, then proudly lifted her chin, as if saying, “I’ve reached fourth rank too, you know.”
A little crow squatted on a tree branch, eyes darting between the fire, the meat, and the sound of someone returning.
When it recognized who it was, it cawed, “Ping’an’s back! Ping’an’s finally back!”
“We were starting to wonder if something had happened. You were gone so long.” Yao Jue laughed.
“All’s well.” Ping'an smiled. Then he sighed, “It’s just…wine’s hard to come by these days.”
Everyone paused for a moment, then broke into laughter. It was such a simple line, yet somehow it hit just right.
Of course, they all understood what he meant. This was the Stellar Sea Province, far from the Central Capital. The soil here had turned nearly to sand. It was desolate to the point of despair.
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