I woke up to the guys calling my name; it was my turn to cook breakfast. Yesterday, I slaughtered some boars in the forest, so that would do for now. It's been three years now since the war ended, and five years since our parents sent us down here to keep us safe. I thank my mother everyday for this hideaway, even though she's dead. It's chucked full of our people's history and knowledge.
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