This end of the hay pile debouched into a long low overhang, like one of those caves that cliff dwellers built their cities in, only smaller. There was a long, troughlike pond of water in the floor against the back wall, where the horses were drinking.
Water! She'd never fully realized the importance of water before.
She looked up leerily at the
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Gandhi... I hope the Doctor can meet that Wirrn... and it not die. That would be upsetting.
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