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Michaela wandered through the woods, searching for things she could eat.
She made Astolpho and Bradamante take away the fish bones from their meal and bury them someplace she couldn’t smell them.
Now Astolpho walked at Michaela’s side and held a torch for her so she could keep both of her hands free.
He also carried the small pot the two of them had used for cooking while they traveled the last few months together.
It meant Michaela could eat hot food again. Her hands and feet felt uncommonly cold. She needed all the warmth she could find.
She stretched her palms over a patch of mushrooms. She felt the downward pull that meant they were poison.
She moved on to a bush that was covered with small dark berries. This time she felt the lift against her hands that told her they were sa
