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Kael was a , built for the humid, oxygen-rich marshes of the River Delta. He spent his days harvesting glowing peat, staring at the jagged violet peaks of the Aether Highlands just five miles away. To him, they were as distant as the moon.

He had a "Border Friend," Elara. She was a High-Stepper from the peaks. Every Tuesday, they met at , the invisible line where the spongy moss of the Delta met the dry, obsidian shale of the Highlands. Kael was a , built for the humid,

Kael reached into his pack and pulled out a sealed glass vial of Delta river water. He placed it on the line. "Don't open it. Just hold the glass. It’s warm. It tastes like the sun hitting the mud." He had a "Border Friend," Elara

As the sun set, Kael stood up, his joints aching for the humidity of the deep marsh. "Same time next week?" Kael reached into his pack and pulled out

"Sounds exhausting," Elara joked, though her eyes were sad. "I just want to know what the water feels like. Up there, it’s all ice and mist."