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A Ruby for Dyree, A Dodrazeb Short Story by S.D. McPhailAfter weeks of walking, only a few stale crusts of bread remained. Rel yawned and crawled out from the rocky overhang. He slung the nearly empty sack over his shoulder and headed toward bushes near the river looking for anything edible. Dyree had stuffed as [read more…]