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... d the hot stones closer with the tip of his tail, the thin slices of frost yam now golden at the edges and steaming faintly in the cold air. The sweet-earthy aroma mixed with the sharp bite of crushed jasmine like flowers that tasted like mint leaves Leo had steeped in a small clay pot he’d carried from Naga’s cave. No one spoke much. There was no need.
Leo tore the last strip of smoked venison into three careful portions and laid them on a flat piece of bark beside the yams. He nudged t ...
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