Tilted Meadow Camp
Ni-T'o sat by the fire studying the bones he had recovered from the great beast that had expired nearby. They had been picked clean by the enormous flying lizards that played the role of vultures here, as well as a murder of crows from the mesa top, who were adapting quite well to the New, New World. The heavy remains of the unfortunate creature were undoubtedly good for something . . .
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- The Grantville Gazette Staff