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An Afternoon Made of Stories (1485.09.17): The winter afternoon started out dull, with lessons in repairing tack. That changes when Ivara suggests that they find something fresh to add to the cook-pot. (Supporters Only!)
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When she cleared the trees, she finally caught a glimpse of them. The two snowies were standing in the snow, in front of a line of sheared trees, looking for all the world like they'd been out for nothing more than a pleasant walk. Dlameda was struggling with something dark in the snow, but it was too heavy for him.
This story was written during the first Torn World Muse Fusion, in response to prompts from at least four people, as well as answering a question someone asked in the forums.
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