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On the Umber Hulk
The soil has a deeper fondness for Autumn than for any other season, because Autumn returns detritus to the soil, restoring its nutrients, whereas Spring and Summer only take from the soil, and Winter endeavors only to freeze it. That said, one does not hear Autumn strutting about Faerie boasting of her intimate friendship with soil, for who brags of being friends with dirt? Those beasts, who make their livelihood burrowing beneath the ground and who treasure dirt as if it were gold transformed to a life-sustaining element, find the silence of Autumn on this tender topic to be both disappointing and vaguely unsettling. It is said in Faerie that sinkholes are created by the weeping of these beasts.
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