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"Another poor harvest" The potatoes were all but dead. This famine was the worst that Riley had ever heard of. It was time to move on and make some money another way to help keep his family afloat. There was only one logical thing to do. He would write stories! He'd harvest glamour and money from the mortals. He'd only need a little of the money for himself and his family could take the rest until the farm got back to functional. "Here is hoping that there isn't a famine in the fiction industry. Non fiction was so boring to write.