CLUTCHING WITH A CRATE FULL OF SKINS

Clutching with a Crate Full of Skins

The air was thick with the scent of animal hides. Beads of sweat dotted his brow as he tentatively lifted the heavy crate. Inside, a pile of hides glistened in the dim light. Each one a memory of his recent journey. He knew these pelts were more than just raw materials. They were a representation to his prowess. Each one a story waiting to be shar

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