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The rain had died down, and now the fire smoked, unable to burn the soaked willow. It sparked and died, sending a long trail of choking gray smoke toward the cloudy sky. The moon was covered, but it still shone brightly through. A dismal drizzle still continued, soaking the horses, and a distant rumble of thunder wouldn't budge.
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Bandit limped tiredly behind Shadow, snorting water out of his nostrils.
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Bandit limped tiredly behind Shadow, snorting water out of his nostrils.
