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“WHY YOU DOZING BRUH?!” Eleu yelled. He lifted the pan of sauce from the fire and brought it over to a large boulder, selected a few pieces of raw meat and laid them carefully in the sauce. “Because.” Molawa responded, without opening his eyes. “I had to walk here. And my nap was interrupted…” his voice drifted off again. “By what? Your nap was interrupted by WHAT?” Eleu demanded impatiently. He was on edge: he didn’t like that the place he’d always known as safe was about to be attacked by a horde of vile creatures. Molawa opened one eye and squinted it at Eleu. “Quiet. My nap was interrupted by quiet. You know I can’t sleep if you’re not snoring in the other room, blocking out the silence.”

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Book:Mākaha: The Pacific Chronicles
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