The Travelers
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I stopped to look back into the dark mist that surrounded and breathed heavily. Hoping not to find the men that were behind. I scanned the woods as good as I could and pushed myself to sit down under a large tree. I pushed strands of Black hair from my bang and moved them behind my ear, very slowly. I could feel my cold shrunken fingers shake rapidly.
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