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You've never had itthisbad, I teased her feebly as we staggered toward a dried stick of a tree
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I don't know, I've never died before
An hour? More?
Your guess is as good as mine
Where's a coyote when you really need one?
Maybe we'll get lucky? escaped claw beast or something?Her thought trailed off incoherently
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shape of his back under our armAnd then it seemed that it wasour head cradled against a
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