Before last Rain Day, he had thought any dreams of Manyara to be folly. He wasn't the tallest or the strongest among the near-men, and it was just him and his father since his mother's family had abandoned them after her death. What did he have to offer? A one-room hut, one crumbling fish-drying shed, a mere handful of frayed catch-baskets, and only one Fisher to fill them.
BCS 092: Luck Fish
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