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The mist around the Climb swirled and glowed as the sun shone through it onto the streets below. The boy paused his work on the cliff-side orchard, momentarily wiping his forehead from the dew and sweat that had accumulated. A hard days work, but it was better than harvesting grubs. Anything would be better than that vile stench. "I wonder..." Days working on the North side of Climb were cold, sometimes you had to wear two layers just to stay warm. The air was especially thin when the wind picked up, and the sun didn't shine on the rock  face, making it hard to see at times. The one good thing about it was the small birds that roosted next

                       ~The Salamander and the Prince~  by BTR           One day, the prince of a small kingdom went down to the pond near the forest to fish for some trout. When he got there, he saw a giant trout fighting a lizard with a sword in its hand. Lizard: "Get back ye baest! I ain' Dryin ou tuday!" Prince: "What a peculiar creature," the boy thought, "maybe I should help it."         So the Prince picked up a large st