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Desa found her bedroom much as she had left it. Four stone walls with a window that looked out on a small garden in the backyard. Her bed had a wooden frame and a fluffy pillow. Other than that, there were no furnishings except for a small table and one chair in the corner.
Kalia stood with the strap of her bag slung over one shoulder, pursing her lips as she examined the room. “So, this is where you would sleep?” she asked. “I guess I hadn’t pictured anything quite so homey.”
Desa leaned against the wall with her arms folded, nodding slowly in response to the other woman’s question. “This is it,” she said. “Nari rebuilt this house and remade the furniture with her powers.”
“I see,” Kalia said. “And what would she do while you were sleeping?”
“She would fly around the city, rebuild
