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... pressed over the same packed dirt and roots again and again.
At first, Arty thought little of it all. The forests looked similar for her after all.
But soon, the worry and anxiety gnawed at her. The same crooked oak with a hollow trunk. The same patch of moss clinging to a fallen log. Even the same sharp outcrop of rock they had passed yesterday.
Her chest tightened and she realized that they had been walking in circles.
At first, she tried to push it aside and th ...
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