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... its of preserved meat from the wagon’s stores, and it smelled absolutely amazing.
They’d parked the caravan on top of one of the massive towers for the night. Will wasn’t sure if he could keep the snakes holding up the caravan on task while he was asleep.
“He’s probably still alive.” Will said with a shrug. “The main problem these things present isn’t their lethality, it’s their numbers. As long as he doesn’t slit his own wrists or hide in a basement with only one way out, he sho ...
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