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Matabar - Chapter 25 - Fur and guns
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... a letter this way. But that’s how I’ll start it anyway.
I’m writing from Mart Borskov’s wagon. He’s a good man, even if he drinks a lot and talks even more. When it rains, he lets me wait out the storm under his roof.
When you used to tell me stories about the plains and steppes, Mother, I always compared them to Grandfather’s tales. How could the land possibly be flat from horizon to horizon, with only the sky for company? But now, as storm clouds rise in thick, rolling waves a ...
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