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When one emigrates to a country, a planet, foreign to them, it's easy to assume that your traditions and habits have to die in the process of moving, that bringing them with you is too much of a hassle, that you can be too much of a hassle for those around you if you don't adapt.    It's a dark night. The tent lights had shut...

   The harsh Kubai Desert sun pounded down on Sahara's head as she double-checked her satchel for the day. Sahara was outside her grandparents' gem shop, Mirage Minerals, getting ready for a foraging trip. Her grandparents chatted with her while she was more focused on her satchel, her jagged stripped tail swaying back and fourth.     Her grandmother asked, "Are you sure you packed enough water?" as Sahara's enormous ears adjusted to obscure her view. "You know heatstroke is my bi...