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A tough leather waterskin, once owned by a ruthless desert bandit. Stolen from another, it was fiercely guard…

A tough leather waterskin, once owned by a ruthless desert bandit. Stolen from another, it was fiercely guarded against rival thieves. Yet a young man dared covet it. The bandit's blade pierced the boy, but he held firm. The bandit faltered, letting the boy escape—pouch in hand. He turned to easier prey, hoping the sandstorm would teach the fool a lesson.

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