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... at me becoming one with nature" way— more like, "congratulations, every step is like stepping barefoot on weaponized Lego."
The ground was littered with sharp stones, thorny roots, and probably the shattered dreams of every idiot who died here before me. And I had no shoes.
Well... I had no shoes. Past tense.
’Thank god for Direwolf hides.’
With the scraps I’d collected, I cobbled together the world’s saddest pair of sandals: two strips of hide tied with vines. < ...
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