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... was not out of the proverbial woods just yet. Even though I had already left the physical woods behind me. Confrontation awaited as I turned the road toward my farm.
Ishila, bless her heart, stood in the middle of the houses clearing, axe in hand and Gol at her side. I didnt know what to be more amazed at, the fact that she was staring down three riders or that she had gotten Gol to volunteer his presence. Either way, things seemed to have settled into an impasse. I broke into a faster ...
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