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As the permafrost disappeared from the fjords of Edwinland – gosh, I'd absolutely kill to be living through a miniature Ice Age right now – Norel, shaman of the Moon tribe, gathered his people to make a fateful proclamation.
The tribe had prospered during the colder years, fishing and hunting boar as they traversed the steppes, but that prosperity had its drawbacks: our population had swelled past 40.
We had far too many quarrelsome youths, bumping elbows around the campfires.
What's more, the local boar herds were starting to look a mite see-through.
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