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July 6, 2005

Stacy: Alt. Mythos

Moses paced restlessly along the wadi. The past year had been hard. They’d lost many sheep to the bandits, and nothing would grow in this benighted country. He believed they needed to move if they were to survive.

He was roused from his thoughts by the smell of smoke, and ran to investigate. In this dry land, fire could be devastating.

He came around an outcrop and beheld a wondrous thing…a bush was aflame, yet not burning. Abdul rushed up behind him, doused it with a bucket of water.

“Damn, that was close! That could have burned the whole village!”

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