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 [Will had left the castle early in the morning, long before the sun was up.  It was nearly Spring.  And that meant one thing to him.  That it was time to watch the flowers grow.

He heads out to the garden and finds a comfortable patch of grass.  And then he lies down on his stomach, and he watches.  He watches as the sun rises and the morning frost vanishes.  He watches the dirt and the plants all around him.  And eventually he pulls out his journal and dictates into it in a dream-like tone of voice.]

This time of year is marvelous, isn't it?  That time in between winter and spring, when it is neither and both.