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Our grace-fallen hero finds himself on hard times. His edges have rounded and softened and his tough is no longer enough. The wind no longer calls his name, the trees no longer beckon him on, and the earth no longer caresses his feet. Where once he would venture out with little cause, he has now found himself... Suburbanized. But from the comfort of his warm abode a distant voice catches his ear. The voice pleads and cajoles. It prods and spurs. It lights a fire that first warms and the engulfs him until he rushes headlong from his cozy den into the froth of the wild. There is a foe that remai

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