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He stalked his prey, slowly and carefully. One throw of a spear, and that was it, him and his family were to eat tonight. They smiled round the warm fire, ready to go again in the morning.

His armour, heavy. The pride fighting for king and country, gave him strength to keep marching. Live or die, it was worth it, he was needed, he was important.

He woke up in a panic. The bills more expensive, the hours far longer. The house needed decorated, the oven was broken, the car was breaking down, the kids needed uniform. The stress, unbearable.

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    Jeff Taylor over 4 years ago

    Thirty thousand years in three paragraphs. Nice :)

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    Ricky Moore over 4 years ago

    Thanks Jeff!

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