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... with it. Islinda staggered in her steps as if she was drunk with wine and her knees would have buckled from the pressure however she gritted her teeth and made it to her village through sheer will. She was walking through the muddy, frozen roads of the village and would have hated returning to that cramped cottage, but at the moment, she was so cold that she hungered for a bit of warmth.
There weren't many people on the way, not that any would spend time outside in this harsh winter and ...
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