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The unhappiness on the horizon would soon be unavoidable.
Her warrior told her to bring their wagon to the battlefield when it was all over. Once the ravens and crows darkened the midday sun. Dress warm, wear gloves and burn strong incense; the stronger the better.
She simply nodded. These were not new instructions.
She knew her warrior was strong, and swift and brave.
And she also knew that often that isn't enough to come home unaided.
