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... loak its presence, utilizing the natural aversion the living felt toward anything not alive.
So many tasty morsels were below, and the number had grown recently. Grown by a lot. And all were so weak.
Too many of its fellows had found death in pursuing those morsels, though, including fellows only slightly weaker than itself. Away from the gathering, several as strong as itself had also fallen. And far from the gathering, even ones stronger had met their End.
Not the raven ...
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