8 Sentences from: Battle of Stryker Pass
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Clovis crept forward, cursing the detours required to avoid brighter areas surrounding cook fires. He angled toward the center of the camp. His foot snagged on a peg. He stumbled, and caught himself on a nearby crate. A startled snort and change of breathing from those slumbering inside the shelter froze him in place. Three tents away a pacing guard stopped and stared in his direction. He held his breath, tucking shaking hands beneath his arms to still them until the guard continued his pacing. He moved once again through the darkness, his steps as soft as those of the wolves.
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