The second summer moved at its own pace.The territory in its warmth.The garden at its fullest.The work continuing.Sera had been thinking about something for several weeks.Not urgently.The way she thought about things that required time.Turning it over.Letting it reveal itself.She brought it to the morning session on a Tuesday.Set it on the table without preamble."I want to talk about what comes next," she said.The room looked at her."Not the investigation," she said. "Not the formation. Not the companion document." She paused. "What comes next for this room specifically."The room waited.The specific waiting of people who had learned that her pauses had weight."We have been building for two years," she said. "The network is in sixteen territories. The methodology is adopted. The formation is in its sixth generation. The companion document is reaching the unclaimed land." She looked around the table. "The room has done what it set out to do."She paused."Which means it
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