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Birds were chirruping and wheeling in the sky.
The sun was coming up, illuminating the valley below.
Tem stayed crouched on the river bank, checking for more bodies. No, this was the only one. She dragged him out to the bank, then checked his pulse. Damn. Alive. She went to leave him to his fate but then her head burnt with pain. The curse demands , the curse gets. The man was scrawny, no flesh on him but the curse wasn't choosey about where blood comes from...