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The meeting Demeas has both waited for and dreaded has arrived.
Demeas’ keen eyes searched the trees around him, but the barrier hid the thief. The clearing was a corridor lined with snow covered spruce trees. Most of the maple and birch trees scattered among the spruce were bare while others still had leaves clinging on, as if refusing to acknowledge the coming change. Creating a dense wall, the trees made it impossible to see who was beyond.
“Leave and we can forget about this,” continued the voice.
“You have something that doesn’t belong to you. I will restore It to Its rightful place and bring you back with me.”
He had an idea where the voice came from and moved in that direction and dismounted.
“Stop there, Demeas!”
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