Rite of Passage
Rite of passage for over two hundred generations, the clans of the summer lands have enacted a silent, if uneasy agreement between each other.
The Taste Of Grass
_ while the reference was lost on many, the feeling was not; truly they did live in a perpetual summer land of increasing plenty, and so a cheer rose up for this, not so much for the name - it could have been any name, really - but rather for the idea that