Fabienne moved through the glen. She had hunted and traded and learned more words. She had seen her uncle who had attempted to teach her some language, but she had resisted, but she could understand at least and knew that she would be able too if she must use common to get her point across. But french and Haitian were always first choices.
On this day she found herself moving about, finding the bits and pieces that had been left as packs had dispersed to go home. There were furs and old plants and baubles and meat. It was a treasure trove. But she didn't take anything that she didn't need and onlynlly if she was sure no one was returning.
On this day she found herself moving about, finding the bits and pieces that had been left as packs had dispersed to go home. There were furs and old plants and baubles and meat. It was a treasure trove. But she didn't take anything that she didn't need and onlynlly if she was sure no one was returning.
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