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It was a quiet morning in the Sengoku Jidai. Little wildlife marred the pristine whiteness of the mid-February meadow that lay between the small village and the nearby forest despite the slightly warmer than average temperatures and the thin layer of snow covering everything. That peace was about to be shattered by the two figures that entered the meadow from the direction of the village.
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Love the start to this!