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prompt for December 18 - 7 soggy crebain ~~~ Keep Reminding Yourself, All Birds are Edible Boromir, wandering through Dunland, set the snares, expecting to spend the next day resting and eating something, anything, besides rabbit. The water meadows teemed with fat, juicy geese. He could almost taste the crisp skin as he settled down under the scrap of canvas that kept off the night’s dew. He fell asleep thinking of plump duck breast, roasted swan, and stuffed egret. A crash of thunder woke him. He spent a damp and miserable morning before the rain let up. Checking his traps, he resigned himself to bitter and stringy meals, for he had caught only seven soggy crebain.
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