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It was all in smoke. A reminiscience of Vietnam, the time before that defied what was hence. And here we were at the pinnacle, the salt of all the earth's accumulations. Her own spawn who turned back to the sorcerer, the cloaked shaman who worshipped the cave bear and scratched his visions on the walls of his prehistoric domain.
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