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... the dead center of the clearing, waiting in anticipation, my mind conjuring up all sorts of dramatic entrances they might make.
Would they descend upon me like a swarm of locusts, overwhelming me with sheer numbers? Or perhaps they would stealthily approach, lurking in the shadows before striking with precision? Yet, as the minutes stretched into hours, reality shattered my expectations. The enemy never came.
’Are they having a meal or something??’
With a resigned sigh, I ...
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