He did not see anything of his trepidation, but he feared nothing (so he told himself) and kept walking towards the woods, eager to get out of the cold.
I am new. I know nothing,he admitted. The land was still fresh and new to him, and he had skirted around the thick lines of scent rather than inquire of their inhabitants and their names.
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