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... cent of iron and earth as Zephyr entered Stable Row before dawn, a lantern in one hand and a bucket in the other. His muscles ached with every step, but there was a rhythm to the routine now, something steadying about repetition.
He'd learned the way each beast chewed, the way their eyes followed his every movement when hungry, or how some of them, like the clawed buckers, reacted violently to unfamiliar scents. He still had to dodge more than one spitball of half-chewed greens each day, ...
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