STRANGER EONS
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Sepia: Hey, speaking of
Where's yours?
Claw: My what?
Sepia: Your crossbow?
Sepia: You used to bring it every time you came here
Claw: Oh.
Claw: The sovereigns took it
Claw: They saw me rumaging through my trash pile to hide it
Sepia: Damn.
Sepia: I'll never not hate those guys.
Claw: Must be nice living away from them.
Claw: But not far enough to literally never see another human.
Claw: But also also live under the sky. The sky is pretty. I don't think I could move to a burrow.