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... ee camp. The air was heavy with the mingling smells of unwashed bodies and meager cooking fires. Their armor was dented, their boots caked with mud. One leaned on his spear, muttering under his breath.
"Portions’ve been gettin’ smaller by the day," the first soldier grumbled not only about his , casting a glance toward a group of refugees huddled around a cookpot, but of everybody . "Folk are gettin’ restless. Saw a couple of ’em shovin’ each other on the line for supper, which soo’ tune ...
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