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It is only now that we realize that beneath the vines and weeds, there are actually so many bones of wild beasts.
The more we looked, the more alarmed we became, because the bones on the ground were old and new, some of them obviously old, some of them black and cracked, some of them still fresh, with bits of reddish flesh on them.
Seeing this, I was a little puzzled. On the way here