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... eared.
His face hidden with a cloth, and a vermillion bow in hand.
Rocking atop his horse, he simply looked forward.
His eyes held a bizarre glow.
And yet, like a phantom, his presence was almost entirely undetectable.
Pulling on the reins he brought the horse to a stop and muttered, “…Found you.”
At the end of the field, in the shadow of an egg-shaped rock, an orange light flickered and waved.
Firelight.
Someone was camping out there.
Right ...
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