…not actually a chipmunk
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366 Days, 366 Paragraphs: #23
It took the better part of an hour and many double handfuls of water to wash both himself and his clothing and boots. When that was done, he laid everything out on the Road, then lay down beside it. As always, the road was warm and felt good to lie upon. He had been on the Road high in the western mountains on nights when it was bitterly cold, but the road was always warm and dry. How was this possible? Bevan neither knew or cared. The Endless Mother Road was what it was, the thing that connected all people and all places, even the Offroad empires and the trails of the Nomads. She was a giver and preserver of life. If you let her, she would often lead you to adventure, if not wealth and fame. She was a living thing, the great gift of the Ancient Humans after the Downfall. Just now, she was telling Bevan that a short healing nap was in order. As he drifted off, he thought about how much meat he would eat as soon as he was healed enough to hunt.
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