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... gift from the ferryman?
No, that wouldn't be right.
After all, the ferryman didn't push me into the desert.
Then, should I call it a gift from that shaman whose split head I split open before I took flight?
No, none of that was true.
It was chance and luck.
But if I put it another way, it was possible because of all the desperate efforts I'd made to seize opportunities until now.
Enkrid stopped mulling over it and stood up.
He wante ...
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