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“Shh! Quiet! We don’t want to attract any punkeys! The glassflies picked up on a troop due north.” Flowerpott hissed.
“Unless we want them to make fun of Balin’s beard again!” Raysdotter laughed quietly.
We were currently deep in the Redwood, far deeper than I’d ever gone before.
The scent in here was salty and woody, with that particular musk that only fresh cedar could provide.
Our journey had been uneventful thus far. With our glass eyes in the sky, we ...
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