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I stood up and slipped my foot back into my boot. My vision kept fading in and out, my arms started feeling overwhelmingly shaky. I could feel my heart rate increasing rapidly by the second, I stumbled through more grass holding unsteadily to the reins before I passed out on a gigantic pile of hay.

I was not sure how long I was out for, but when I woke up the sun was still shining down onto me. The stress of the day had wiped me out completely, I reached up into the satchel and grabbed the woven bowl filled with food, placing the bowl into my lap. I unwrapped the lid unveiling the food inside.

Hours later and the food was still warm, steam arising off the top. It smelled delicious, it was a mixture of rice and some form of meat. I dug in using my hands shoveling the delectable food inside my mouth, the savory flavors. The meal was amazing, I cherished every moment. 

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