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... anted me the deepest sleep I had ever enjoyed. Despite the far-off threat that the warbands posed, the farm ran like the smoothest of machines. Progress marched on here. Hunters were contracted to help keep my stores of food supplied, the excess going to feed to biter-pods and the roaming maw. Sheds and barns were erected in quick order, the full attention of Lidya and her crew focused upon this task now that the walls were completed.

And finally, I could expand my attention outwards to ...

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