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It’s a forest, vast and untamed,” Bartleby said, staring at him. “And we saved the boy from what I can only call a wizard. But when he fled, the door shut. And we were trapped. No way back. We tried to survive. We made it a few days, but hunger… Burgess, he tried to eat some of the local plant life, and it poisoned him. He died. The boy and I, we were starving. Didn’t have the proper equipment to hunt. And they found us. Not the wizard. Someone else. Something
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They’re going to shoot him,
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It was amazing how the old instincts came back. They were right in the open, completely oblivious. He could have killed any one of them, knew it. He felt his finger tighten on the trigger guard, and shook his head, kept trying to make sure he saw everything before he acted. Because once I start doing, things are gonna happen fast and I won’t have time to adjust.
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That ain’t no lady!” one of the posse shouted back, and Cyrus’ heart sank as he recognized Buford Stokes. No, this ain’t gonna be settled easily,
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Cyrus’ mind flashed to Benjy Custer, to his words months back. But if this gets much worse, I might have to get off of my ass and do something about it. And that’s likely to cause a fair amount of fuss, especially before the harvest.
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Oh damn, the bullets!” Steve swore, and as time slowed, and Tallman grinned as he raised his pistol, the first thing through Cyrus’ mind was Dad you just maybe killed me.
The second thing through his mind was Maybe I can fix this.
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