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... of the brew Numa had forced on her.
Ningning looked at the mud pot again and felt a wave of pure exhaustion. "It’s trash," she muttered.
The texture was all wrong now, gritty and separated. "All that for nothing. I lost the pots, I broke my leg, and I’m still going to be freezing in a month." She thought to herself.
Weijie sat her down, motionless against the damp stone wall of the cave, her eyes tightly shut.
The thick bison fur she was wrapped in felt heavy, lik ...
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