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"The wood is not ours, so neither is the fire. Why would we deny that? Come here and sit with us, brother," one of the former slaves spoke with a warm smile, patting the sand next to him. They had made camp near the oasis, breaking bread here and sharing stories under the starry sky. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝘤ℴ𝑚
"Tell me your name, brother?" The eldest of the group, his beard grizzled with age, inquired as Tibius warmed his hands by the fire, his blistered palms mirro ...
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