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Hesiod was, as his children would say, griniaris geros, or the grumpy old man. As he got older, the grumpier he got. He was mad at his neighbors, his sheep, the way his sandals rubbed against his little toe. But nothing could get him more fired up than the mention of Demodocus. Demodocus and him had been fighting since they were children. Neither could quite remember why, but that didn’t seem to matter. Anytime Demodocus was mentioned, he was filled with a seething, roiling, red rage that could not be soothed until he was deep in his cups ...
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A chill bit through Hanna’s thin shawl. She wrapped it tighter around herself, brushing off errant leaves. Her head hurt and the world slightly spun. She put a slender hand on the trunk near her and took in the sight and smell of the forest. It didn’t make sense. How did she get here? Her mind was a fog, but Hanna was sure it had been a beautiful spring day when she had come to pick mushrooms for dinner. Now, she hardly recognized where she was in this picturesque fall forest. A slight breeze ruffled orange and red leaves, scattering them ...
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