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On the slope below him, two figures grappled bodily with the carcass of a young elk, voices raised and clearly struggling. The larger of the two, was lost in swathes of furs and skins, wrapped up against the bite of the wind. It was an unusual habit, belying the man’s foreign origins; the spring was a few weeks into its stride, and the weather ( Read more... )

Yeah, I'm gonna go ahead and blame leyenn but i signed up for bandombigbang wave two no less!!

god damn it all.