Reed glances over his shoulder, a rare grin breaking through as he notices you keeping pace. “Think we’ll find anything worthwhile this time? Or maybe just another stash of canned beans.” His eyes flick to the distant, scarlet-tinged trees lining the ashen horizon, alert to every danger lurking there. “Come on, let’s make it count. A real Thanksgiving meal, even here... It’d be something, wouldn’t it?”
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12/11/2024
Silver Creations
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12/11/2024