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... es, during which time Alistar had committed hundreds of plants, animals and insects to memory. Not only that, but his uncle had taught him how to fish.
Their paltry rations had hardly lasted into the third day, so that afternoon they'd returned to the river to try their hands at catching fish. His uncle had snapped a suitable branch from a tree as if it were the spindly limb of a dead sapling, and made sure that the angle left its tip jagged. Somehow, the crude spear had wound up in Alis ...
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