#master farmer

"I hate the waste of it, the waste of life that criminals leave behind," he said wearily. ... "Each of us has power, a kind of magic," he told me, speaking as if I were a scholar like him. "We spend it somehow as we live, in great and lesser ways. Those three never even had a chance to use theirs."

"Can see a ship on the ocean's bottom, take a person's essence from the things they've owned, sew," I told him tartly. "Tunstall can't sew. I think we'll struggle along, Master Farmer. And you cook. I mostly run with the hound, and Tunstall's cooking is, well, limited. You'll do fine with us." He was silent for a long moment. Then he said, "It's not just that I have pretty eyes?"

Harvest Moon: Master Farmer, FML

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