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... air.
Dragon Cypress lounged atop the throne, its antennae swaying as it directed the worker ants laboring below.
Noon,
"Dragon Cypress!"
Molan came rushing over, carrying its spider silk bag. With a tearing sound, it popped it open and handed a dainty bamboo tube—expertly cut and sealed at the end with dry grass—to Dragon Cypress.
"Dragon Cypress, this is for you!"
"Go on, open it!"
"Oh—"
Dragon Cypress obeyed cheerfully.
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