Peter g. hearn

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Do you think your uncle Benjen was the only ranger we've lost this past year? Ben Jen, the raven squawked, bobbing its head, bits of egg dribbling from its beak.
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He stared blindly through the useless view plate in his helmet, then reached up slowly and carefully placed the infrared detector before his eyes. never realized a hallucination could seem so real.
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