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• Written by Anonymous
A lonesome fox by the name of Red stumbles into the newly deserted medieval village, unsure if he should be worried, the local butcher didn’t give him the left-overs, the demure women on the steps wasn’t there to pet his delicate red fur & there were no children to play with. Doors were still left open, food still left out & stalls tipped over. Where did everyone go? Why did they leave in such a hurry?
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