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When she first arrived at the mountain, young Swallow spent every day running up the peaks just to test which …

When she first arrived at the mountain, young Swallow spent every day running up the peaks just to test which material could fly furthest on the wind. On sunny days, it was just a matter of legwork. But she persisted through all seasons, rain or shine, slipping on the slick mountain paths more times than she could count. Kingfisher joked that it was normal for children to get bumped and bruised. Raven, however, watched with heartache, quietly adding extra layers of thick cloth to the knees of the clothes she mended for her. Falcon, returning unsuccessful, saved up Mohist Tally for over half a year and traded them at the Exchange Quarter for a fine block of copper, forging a pair of greaves based on ancient texts. Falcon, returning unsuccessful, saved up Mohist Tokens for over half a year and traded them at the Ink Workshop for a fine block of copper, forging a pair of greaves based on ancient texts. Kingfisher saw the greaves delivered to Swallow's window and thought the craftsmanship too crude, so he boldly redesigned them. Raven saw the greaves returned to Swallow's window and thought them rugged but lacking elegance, so she took her chisel and added graceful patterns. The greaves were good; Swallow loved them. She took the armor from the windowsill, measured it against her legs again and again, then placed it reverently in a box. There it stayed for years, until everything changed.

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