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... held above the campfire, a stew was boiling. It was filled with vegetables and meat and had an orange color.
"Let's eat." Oscar clumsily took the pot out of the flames with his fragile fingers and pinched a spoon.
A week had passed since his battle against the Rock Ankylon; Oscar's hands were still healing from the damage. Life since then had been difficult without proper use of his hands. But Oscar managed to make do.
Oscar held up the spoonful of hot, steamy soup and de ...
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