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... s with a dramatic flourish as snow fell softly around our cabin.
It was spring, and I was pulling on the plow with conjured rope. One of those unexpectedly hard to replace items, we couldn’t afford to lose any more. We were attacked by shambling dead men infested with spores. The zombies had frozen over the winter, and were slowly invading as they - and their mushroom controllers - thawed out. Auri had a grand old time, and quite a few people took Spore classes. They were excellent for p ...
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