Lake Lewisia #1237

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The tree farm existed at the intersection of civic-minded dryads, sculptors, and a family of disabled witches. The prosthetics carved from the wood of blessed trees fit better than even the most expensive custom work in metal and plastic, and they grew and changed with their wearer. The next round of developments coming out of the workshop were paired with lichen that might in time provide touch sensitivity and did, in any case, provide a certain aesthetic flair.

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