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... minute. They had already passed major forks branching to the east and west. Before long, the trail was just a rough swath of cleared ground that was barely wide enough for the wagon to pass through—a backroad leading to the northern farmsteads.
Now that the tension had been lowered by several notches and only one person needed to serve as a lookout, everyone began passing the time in one manner or another, although they all kept a watchful eye on their surroundings. Edge took the opport ...
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