I can leave you
in my garden
or we can go together
to help me
in my war.
war is war,
nothing is wrong with that.
your skills are not
yet
handy,
neither for harvesting dew
nor for taking care of your own red roses.
so,
first,
you need to learn
how to deal with
enemies,
peace's lords,
and skin to skin war.
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