She was pulling the cart back home when she smelled copper... And she heard a faint scream, before it was cut off. She paused in her tracks.
'Whatever's going on is not good... I'd better just say here until things stop,' she reasoned. She pulled her cart off of the path and into the trees. That's when she saw a familiar face running towards her. The stench of copper and salt grew stronger as he approached. She looked closer at the panicked child, who was only two years older than her. It was her best friend, Panzi. Well, everyone called him Panzi. His real name was Paznidas. He was drenched...
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