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The distant sound of the town bell chimes, letting me know that it is noon. The spring sun shines down on me, burning my golden hair, making me squint against the power of the rays. I should go back home to my mother—I've been out hunting all morning and she'll be bitter if I don't return with my kills soon—but I tell myself it's okay to wait five more minutes. She'll—the Wicked Witch, for lack of better terms—survive.
My best friend Gale is in the same dilemma as me, only his mother isn't a hag like mine. He lounges with me under the sparse tree, it's leaves just beginning to show themselves to the glory of the aft
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