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Gaelardrim’s Log

Zaeris is here. It’s finally sinking in that I’m really a father. The past week has felt a bit surreal, like it wasn’t really happening, but I knew it really was. I guess that doesn’t make much sense. Anyway, I’ve spent much of the past week making sure Maerista has everything she needs. I made a couple of trips home to get some things, but we’re staying at the school for a bit. She was here when labor started, and I was out on patrol. I knew it was a good idea to make sure she was around people who could help get the priestess if she needed! We’ll probably be going back home soon. I am a bit worried about leaving her and Zaeris alone to go on patrol. What if something happens while I’m not there? I suppose we’re close enough to the school that she can get help quickly, and soon, she’ll go back to work there anyway.

I’m trying not to worry too much. He’s so tiny though, and he and Maerista mean everything to me. I’ve gone through losing everyone who ever meant anything to me before. I don’t think I’d make it through losing them, so I worry about that. I know things are safe here for now, and it eases my mind some to know that I’m helping to make sure that things stay safe for everyone.

I’m really glad I stayed to be a ranger out in the Ghostlands. I kind of agreed on a whim. I was planning to help with the rebuilding here, which I still have a little, but I’ve found it quite rewarding to know that the work of the rangers is what allows the rebuilding to happen. I’ve made some great friends with the rangers, and I feel like this is my place, like I belong there and I’m part of the team.


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Ranger Logs

Gaelardrim’s Log:

The house is done, and the last pieces of furniture just arrived today. I’ve already taken most of my things there. There wasn’t a lot. I’m hoping Maerista is ready to move in as well! I’m willing to bet she has most of her things packed already. It’s been so long since I’ve been so happy. It still feels surreal, like it’s not really happening, but it is.

There is some furniture we don’t have yet, but all we need for now is there. I didn’t want to get things for the baby’s room yet because Ty and Orledin have been helping fairly often. They don’t know so I thought that might be something that would be better to get after Mae and I have moved into the place, and Ty and Orledin aren’t over everyday helping with things. Though it would have been a clever way to let them know that fatherhood is in my future, Maerista and I haven’t told anyone yet.

There’s supposed to be a party at the school soon with masks. I don’t have a mask yet, but I’ve been a little busy with the house. Maybe after we get Mae’s stuff there, we’ll have time to think about masks.


Sunashe’s Log:

I thought she liked me, but now that she’s said it, I’m not so sure. I don’t know, what if she’s only interested because I’m the only available guy? I’m trying but I’m a little mad right now. She’s been driving me crazy for months, then when we talk about it, she acts like I should have been able to read her mind or something. Really!

Early on in our conversation about it, she mentioned something that the others said that I talked about her or something, which I do, but I didn’t tell them to tell her that. So I told her that it didn’t matter if she wasn’t interested. She said “Oh.”  That’s it.  Just “Oh.” She didn’t try to correct me then and say she was interested. She let me believe for half of the night that she wasn’t!  Then she said she was.  So which is it? Could she be more confusing?

Then she thinks it’s just a bet I made with the other guys. I agreed to go shopping with her and still took her to lunch, but now there’s that in the back of my mind the whole time.  She thinks I’m just there for a bet. I pour my heart out to her one evening and it’s just a bet.


Arancon’s Log:

Sunashe says all rangers keep logs, and I have to write in one too because I’m a ranger now. I don’t have much to write. I’ve been practicing a lot. I haven’t gone on patrol yet. I still get periods of dizziness and headaches, but they are lessening. Occasionally, I feel ill, but that hasn’t been as bad lately either. One thing that hasn’t changed much is that I’m tired a lot. Sunashe says I’m like a cat because I want to sleep sixteen hours a day. I think it’s more like twelve. He likes to exaggerate sometimes. I’ve been doing well at the targets though, and I haven’t had a drink since arriving here, which I’m really proud of. I’m getting along with everyone pretty well, too. So overall, I think things are going well.

There’s going to be a party at the school where my son teaches soon, and the rangers have been invited by the headmaster. Luckily, it’s a mask party, so everyone is expected to wear a disguise, which is good because my son will probably be there and I know he isn’t ready to see me yet. So, I’m hoping he doesn’t recognize me. I don’t think he will. He spoke with the Captain a few weeks ago, and asked him to tell me to get the rest of my stuff out of the house in town. I had already taken most of it, but I went to make sure I had gotten everything.

I wish I could apologize and make everything better. I know I’ve not been the father I should have been to him, but as Sunashe says, I can’t dwell in the past. I’ve been doing so for far too long. I can’t change what happened, but I can focus on making the future better.

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Ranger Logs


The wedding was small, but very nice. The other rangers had helped decorate. Orledin made the spinach rolls again and the best cake. It was really fancy with frosting fall leaves. It tasted great too! Her parents weren’t there, which in one way was a relief, but in another, I know it must not have been what she thought she would have for a wedding. Still, I think it’s best, given the circumstances. I asked Orledin to bring out some grape juice, which I had bought the day before. I told him it was for the drunk guy and we should have it out just in case he came out of the room. He didn’t, but it wasn’t really for him anyway. I also had grape juice because I didn’t think it would be fair to drink it in front of her when she shouldn’t have any.

We slipped out early to go to Eversong. It was a nice honeymoon, but we weren’t able to go for long. While it hasn’t rained much yet, there are days where it seems to threaten it all day long. It’s apparently very rainy in spring and autumn here. The sooner I get the house done, the sooner we can live together, and I can’t work on it as much if it’s always raining. Luckily, there’s only a little work to do on the outside. Most of the work left is on the inside.

It would be easier if others weren’t interrupting me with their building projects. One of Mae’s teachers is fixing up one of the old houses out here, and he wants a bigger bathroom. Rather, he wants to expand the bathroom and convert one of the small bedrooms into another part of the bathroom. He needed help with the plumbing. It was a fairly easy job, but it took up one of my evenings. That was before I knew about Mae, or I would have had to tell him no!

Anyway, I’m focused on finishing our place now. I miss having her next to me at night.



Girls are weird. Sometimes she starts to seem more talkative, but then she goes back into awkward silence. When that happens, it doesn’t matter what I say. It’s like she just decides that I’m the least interesting person ever that she could talk to. I complimented her dress and she seemed to be mad about that, or something. She’s worn it before. Does that matter if it looks good on her, and I decide to compliment it? Why not just completely dismiss everything I say? Is it too much to accept the compliment? Maybe it is.

I should give her whatever space she needs, I guess. Maybe by the time Old Drunky is feeling a bit better, she’ll come around. I know, I’m not supposed to call him that. He’s been sober for over a week now, and he is starting to feel better, I think. He can sit up and eat, and the fever is gone. I got him to walk around the building yesterday. I might see if he wants to practice with a bow today. I can show him how to shoot properly. Having practice may give him focus on something to help him keep from going back to drinking. I hope so anyway.

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Ranger Logs

Gaelardrim’s Log:

Things here have been going well.  I think the real rangers are starting to think of us newer people as real rangers too, usually.  They’ve put Ty and I on our own morning patrol.  I hate morning patrol, but I think it’s good they trust us to do our job.  It does cut into the time I would normally have to work on the house, but I have adjusted.  Ty and I stop for lunch at the school so that I still get to see Maerista daily at the regular time.  She’s always waiting for me at her window, which is big and has a place for her to sit.  We go meet in the garden then, though I doubt we’ll be able to eat outside for much longer.  The air has been getting chill, and the clouds have been getting darker.  It’s been raining off and on for the past few days.

I was hoping to have the house done before winter, and there is still time, but we won’t be able to work on it if it’s raining too much.  Ty and Orledin have been helping most afternoons after patrol.  Sunashe has been not helping by insisting that we practice our bow shooting right after patrol, which cuts into the daylight hours.  Anyway, it’s starting to look like a house now, so as long as it doesn’t rain everyday for the next couple months, it should be done before any snow falls.


Sunashe’s Log:

Maybe it will work out.  We went to Shattrath, and to the forest just outside the city.  She showed me some of the things she had talked about.  Spiders bigger than the spiders here in the Ghostlands, and funny looking trees.  They were tall and thin, and had cones that dropped from them.  She showed me the birds that lived nearby, and some giant moths.  I also saw some lizards that disappeared and reappeared not far away.  Lin said it was like a mages blink spell.  Magic lizards!  I’d like to learn more about them, and Lin seemed fond of the moths.  I’m hoping we can take a trip back there soon.

I did stop at the library to get books.  I don’t think they get many people asking for lizard books, at least, that’s what I gathered from the look on the girl’s face when I asked.


Orledin’s Log:

I’ve started baking bread in advance to go with supper as I’ve been helping Gaelardrim build his house.  He didn’t seem too sure about having me help at first, but things seem okay now.  I’m happy that things are going well for Ty and him, but I find something that needs being done on the other side of the house if they start talking about girls too much.  It’s not that I mind it, it’s just I don’t want to be asked if there’s any girls that I’m looking at, or worse, asked about my experience with girls!  Hah, there isn’t any.

I don’t want them to find out, still.  I’ve told the Confessor, but I know he’ll keep it secret.  I’ve spoken with Aeramin too, but I don’t think he’ll tell anyone.  He’s not here with the rangers often anyway, so that works out very well, especially since he doesn’t care to see me again.  Sorrowmoss also knows, but I think if she was going to tell anyone, she would have by now.


Perothis’s Log:

It’s been really great finally being able to go on patrol.  Lin has been taking us with her in the afternoon and evening shift.  Not a lot happens on patrol and I feel a bit like the odd one out because I’m the only guy, and I’m a lot younger than both of the women. They talk more to each other when we stop for our break than they do to me, but that’s okay.  It gives me more time to concentrate on learning the route.

The reservations that I had for the trip for Des and I were messed up, but the friend I have there is trying to arrange something for us.  He works at one of the big inns there and said that the prices go down a bit in the winter because more people go in the summer.  Anyway, we should be able to go soon.  I’m really excited about that trip.  I always feel like someone is watching us at the school.  I bet the Magister has scrying orbs all over the place or something crazy like that, which makes me a bit shy to even kiss her!  It’ll be a lot nicer on the trip.


(( And a letter arrives at the ranger building.  The penmanship is sloppy and the letter is written on the backside of a bill from a tavern. ))

Captain Silverdawn,

I am looking for work, and was wondering about the rangers as I’ve recently heard that you’ve taken on someone with a missing foot and helped him get surgery.  I too have some injuries which have prevented me from working, and need some assistance in that area.  I do not know much about archery, but I do have a sword and armor.  If my old injuries can be tended to, I would like to join.

– Arancon Firewind


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Wedding Shorts

Some really short stories I wrote that relate to the guests at the Confessor and Lani’s wedding.  Sorry they’re all out of order.


[[ This one takes place just after the Confessor and Lani’s wedding ceremony. ]]

Keyalenn Goldbrand lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling.  He wasn’t sick.  That was a lie he had told in order to be excused from the festivities early.  While he was happy for the Confessor and Lani, and he did want to be there at their party, he couldn’t take the heartache he felt when seeing Linarelle.  During the ceremony, he had tried to ignore his feelings, but the more he tried , the worse he felt.  So, after the ceremony was over, he told the Magister he felt ill and that he was going to his room.

His stomach growled.  He could hear the music from the party in the garden outside his open window.  The thought occurred to him that he could go out, and get some food to bring back up.  Maybe no one would see him, but then, he thought he might not be that hungry.  It was just his stomach growling.  He didn’t really feel like eating.

If he did go, he might see her, and that was the deciding factor.  He lay still upon the bed, staring at the ceiling as tears welled up in his eyes.  He’d rather not take the chance.


[[ This one takes place the evening before the wedding. ]]

It was a different house, Aunt Lani’s house, and there was so much to explore.  Rylad was faster on his feet now than he was the last time he was here.  He ran from one room to the next.  The stairs were blocked, and the rooms were small, but it was fun.  Aunt Lani wasn’t there, but he wasn’t alone.  Two other elves sat at the table in the small dining room.  One of them used pencils on a book.  That wasn’t right.  Minn’da said it wasn’t good to draw on books.  The older elf here didn’t seem to know there was anything wrong with it.  Maybe it was okay here.

Rylad stopped running and climbed up on one of the chairs to stand on and see better.  The older elf reached over to help Rylad, but Rylad pushed his hand away.  Rylad doesn’t need any help!  The older elf still kept his hand near Rylad’s back without touching him.  That was okay.  Rylad hit the table with both hands and yelled in triumph.

He started to climb up on the table and reached for one of the pencils.  That was when the older elf picked him up.  He took the pencil out of Rylad’s hands and handed it to the other elf who was still sitting with his book open.  The other elf took it.  Rylad screamed.  They took his pencil!  He started kicking and flailing his arms as he continued to cry.  Where was Minn’da?  He cried out her name.  Maybe she would come for him.  He didn’t want to be picked up.  He arched his back and cried louder as the older elf carried him to the other room.

Where was Minn’da?  Where was Saff?  He cried for both.

“Shh.  It’s okay.  Look, here’s your blanket.”  The older elf said as he sat in a chair and pulled the blanket, which had a little tiger on it, over Rylad.  His voice was gentle and soothing.  Rylad forgot why he was crying as the older elf rocked him back and forth.  His eyes closed and he drifted off to sleep.


[[ The last three take place the day after the wedding. ]]

Perothis had arrived home late the night before, and wasn’t able to speak to his parents then as they were already asleep.  He woke up early this morning, and started planning what he would say to them.  It wasn’t that they were against him becoming a ranger some day, and preferably, that’s what Perothis would like eventually anyway.  For now, he was working, and training in the city.  He was supposed to be saving up money for further training, but Desdeyliri had introduced him to the ranger captain in the Ghostlands the night before.  He’d be able to join them and receive free training.

Of course, the obvious benefit was that he would be much closer to Des, and would be able to see her more often.  Another obvious benefit would be the free training and immediate work.  He was already saving up to get his own place as well, so being able to do that without worrying about further training would be ideal.

He did think he would miss the city, just a little.  He’d miss his friends and his parents, and maybe even his sister a little too.  He wasn’t sure about buying a house in the Ghostlands either.  Most of them were in need of extensive repair.  It was either that or build his own home, and he didn’t know much about building or fixing!  Of course, the captain had mentioned that he would be able to stay at the ranger building.  That would do to start with.

He heard his mother call out his name.  Breakfast was ready.  He took a deep breath.  It was time to tell them.


Gaelardrim had always preferred to think of himself as being a logical person.  If something didn’t make sense, he didn’t consider it an option.  He was surprised then by his recent thoughts concerning one of the students at the mage school. There was no doubt her parents would not approve of her seeing a ranger.  Mage students often came from the more affluent homes, those that could afford the tuition.  They typically didn’t approve of their daughters running about with guys who didn’t have much, like rangers.  Gaelardrim knew that first hand.  His own family had been wealthy.

Of course, he didn’t have it now.  The money was tied up in the Silvermoon courts as they decided exactly where it should go.  Gaelardrim wasn’t sure he wanted it, even if they did decide it belonged to him.  The mansion he had lived in, sat locked and rotting on one of the streets where most of the homes were in the same state and situation.  His family was gone now.  He was the only one left.  The only one who saw that it didn’t make sense.  The only one who had refused to go.

And yet, while he could see that he was setting both himself and Maerista up for heartbreak, he didn’t understand how he could still feel so powerless to stop it.  He should be able to just say he couldn’t see her anymore and let that be that, but the very thought made him shake his head, almost in panic.  He wanted to be with her, but it didn’t make sense.  He had even kissed her!

“I love her.”

“What was that?”  Ty asked.  They had been practicing at the targets as they did every day.

Gaelardrim looked up, unaware that he had spoken out loud until Ty said something.  “Oh, nothing.  That was a nice shot.” he said, nodding towards the target.

Thankfully, Ty didn’t question any further, and allowed the conversation to turn towards their practice.


They’re hiding something.  I know it.  That was the one thought Vallindra kept having since meeting the boy her sister had adopted.  They had told her that he was a local orphan.  A local orphan who happened to have the same name as her dead brother.  She would have been able to accept that as the truth, if she had never met him, but the moment she saw that dark red hair she had her doubts.  His face was too close to how Sanimir looked at the same age, but he was far too young to be the real Vaildor, besides, she remembered very well that night over a hundred years ago when he had died as a baby.  She frowned slightly.  No.  I won’t feel guilty for that.  I was just a kid.

She shook her head.  Whatever had happened then was done, and in the past.  That didn’t change the fact that there was a boy here who looked like he belonged in the family and had the same name.  She was determined to get to the bottom of it.  She picked up her pen and began inking a letter to the Spire in Silvermoon where they kept the records.

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Fairsong Academy Spring Ball (Part 1)

Gaelardrim’s Log:

The food was good, and I think I had a decent night.  I didn’t dance with anyone, but it was nice watching other people dance while I ate, and the music was good.  I spoke with one of the students for a good part of the night.  He likes one of the other students but he’s too afraid to ask her.  Maybe he did after I left.

I’m so full.  I have no idea how I’m going to get up for patrol tomorrow.


Xarola’s Notes:

  • At first, I thought the night would just be kind of nice in that I’d be able to read outside, eat fancy little foods and watch people dance. I wore my only fancy robe, and went to find a seat. I took the book I’ve been re-reading outside with me, and sat on one of the benches.  It’s one of the fire books from the library here at the school.  I wish there were more books on the subject, but at the same time, I find reading them a second time insightful after I’ve learned more in class.
  • Maerista sat near me and we talked for a bit.  She wanted to get a boy to notice her.  She wouldn’t say which one, but I told her about a book I had read that was about seducing men.  I hope she never tells my mother I read something like that.  I mean, it’s not that I’ve even used it before, but I remember what I read.  She didn’t think it would work, so I demonstrated. I think it did work. I certainly had Sal’s attention.
  • I think Vyn noticed me too.  Well, I know he did because he asked me to dance.  I’ve never really danced before, just when they taught us at school, and that’s been a few years.  I stepped on his feet a few times, but he hadn’t really had many lessons either.  It was fun.
  • I need to write to mother a letter soon and let her know I’ll be home for a few days before the summer semester starts.  She just wrote to say the payment had been made, though it was tight.  I really hope the Magister doesn’t raise the price of the tuition here.



Vaildor’s Essay:

How I Spent my Weekend by Vaildor Lightmist

It was a good weekend, and I had a lot of fun. It wasn’t a boring weekend like all the others because we did different things.

First, Lani took me to Silvermoon.  We went to one of the robe shops and she let me pick out one for the ball.  I found one in a style that I liked.  Lani thought the brown one looked best with my hair, but I think brown is boring, so I got the blue one.  I like the blue one better because I like the color blue.  It is the color of the sky when the sun isn’t covered by clouds.

After that, we went to the Spire.  It looked really fancy and official all over inside and it took forever for people to see us.  Lani said that was normal because they’re busy there.  I didn’t think it looked like anyone was really that busy, but anyway we had to wait.  Lani was able to get papers to prove who I am, but they’re fake papers.  She said Hethurin helped and on the papers he is listed as my father even though he’s really my brother.  Lani is worried because if our mother finds out about this paper existing, she might believe it, but we only want the people at the spire to believe it.  They did.  She had to fill out a form, and give them the papers to check.  Hethurin had some official letter done for them to say he was giving up his parenting of me or something.  Anyway, they said it all looked to be in order, which I think is good because Lani looked like she was about to pass out! They said they would send mail to us in a few weeks after they processed the application for adoption. That’s exciting because it means that I’ll officially have a home here now.

I wanted to visit my real father while we in Silvermoon, but Lani said he would have appointments so he’d be busy.  She reminded me that I’d see him at the ball, so that was okay.

Then we went home and it was a normal evening. I worked on one of my paintings before going to bed.

The next day was the ball, and there was a lot of preparation going on at the school.  Lani let me go up early.  I got to help Hethurin while he finished enchanting the instruments to play music.  I don’t understand music at all, but I think he’s pretty good with it.  It sounded okay anyway.  We had to move the instruments to the garden then.  I helped Tik put the table cloths on, and get lunch ready.  Terellion was around the kitchen, but he doesn’t like me so I tried to be not in the kitchen much.  Tik had a lot of work to do after that, and Hethurin wanted to eat more so I thought maybe there were too many people in the kitchen so I went back to the house.

Lani was still there and she was getting ready for the ball. She said we had some time yet so I worked on my friendly dragon painting for Hethurin.  He says not all dragons are mean and I believe him.  He’s older than me so he must know.

When it was closer to supper, it was time to go back to the school.  I took the painting with me so I could give it to Hethurin.  He likes it!  It seemed like everyone was there already.  Isturon was there.  I was glad to be able to see him again.  Sometimes I wonder what it would have been like growing up with him.  We talked a long time, just him and me and Hethurin, then Hethurin said he had to go change, but I saw him later in the kitchen.  He wore pants.  I was surprised because I thought he only had robes.

Then the best thing happened!  Lani came inside from the garden and showed us a ring.  The Confessor asked her to marry him!  She said yes.  She said she doesn’t know when yet, or where, but I think they should figure it out soon.

That was my weekend.  I had a good time and I wish every weekend was that much fun.


Keyalenn’s Letter:

Dear Kindroth,

You’ll forgive me for not writing recently.  I’m sure you’ve been busy with final exams yourself, so you understand.  Things are going well here at the school in the Ghostlands, though I do still miss the city at times, as well as you and our group of friends.  My parents could probably pull some strings and get me back into the school, but I don’t really mind it out here.  I know I complained a lot at first, but I’m learning a lot.  Maybe, despite hating all they said about it being a quieter place to study, with less distraction, I’ve come to realize they were right.

It’s not all studying all the time either, though it does make up a greater part of my week.  I’m greatly interested in the frost lessons, so I take time to make sure I do all my exercises right.  I don’t want to miss something that may be important in a future lesson!  Despite that, I do have time off.  A lot of times, I go up to the attic rooms.  There’s only seven students here, but we all have our own bedrooms, and two of them are in the attic.  They have a nice little study area between the rooms, so I often go up there.  Often, we wind up talking instead of studying.  It’s just four male students here at the school.  One of them is way ahead of the rest of us though, and he doesn’t really hang out with the rest of us, so it’s more like just us three.

There was a spring ball this past weekend.  I’ll be home to visit soon, and I’ll do my best to stop by to say hello!  My parents were able to come out for the ball, and they met with my teachers, and paid for the summer semester, so my visit home will be short.  The ball was really nice.  The pretty ranger danced with me, but she was here with one of the other rangers.  Still, it was nice to dance with her for one dance.  The girls here at the school are either taken, mean, or more interested in books.

I look forward to seeing you soon!

– Keyalenn

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Gaelardrim’s Log

I still don’t know if I’m going to be able to do this.  I should have said something when they asked if I had any preference.  I need to learn to speak up sometimes.

I bought a bow.  It was ‘too small’ according to her.  I couldn’t hit anything with it either, which was embarrassing.  I blamed the bow, too, though it was probably due more to my lack of training and practice than anything else.  I’m a builder, not a ranger.

We stopped to eat, next to the dead scar, which was lovely at that time of the night.  Simply beautiful.  I’m not serious.  It was awful, and I was sure some undead thing would come to kill us at any moment.  I tried not to show my fear.

We talked a bit.  At first it was all neutral stuff.  She asked about my family, but I didn’t tell her too much.  They’re all dead anyway.  I was able to turn the conversation around to talk about her family.  I guess most of her family is gone too.  She has a brother, but apparently, he doesn’t listen to relationship advice from her.  I can hardly blame him.  She brought up the party.  I told her I didn’t want to argue about it, but she wanted to argue about it.  At least it was a quiet argument as we were on patrol.  I’m not even mad about it anymore.  I just don’t want it to cause problems, and I’m not sure it won’t.

She told me that the way I handled the party is why I’m still single.  I don’t know how to talk to women or something.  Like she’s any better with men!

Anyway, we didn’t see anything, though I heard a lot, and I don’t just mean from her.  On the way back, it was dark, and I could have sworn someone was following us.  There were all these strange noises in the woods.  I was glad when I saw the house.

I’ll be going to Silvermoon later today for supplies for the ranger building.  I need to buy a new bow while I’m there.  I’m hoping the captain will go with me to help me pick one out!

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