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The Pearl Tracker

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There I was, a tracker following a man with a hefty treasure. He was a low life, poor, broken down man. Probably appreciated the little things in life. No one would really care about him or his family, but he has an item of immense value. A pearl. Usually a pearl is about the size of a marble, pretty rare to find. But this one, this one was the size of a seagull egg. A pearl that big could be sold for a fortune greater than anything we trackers could get.
“Yo, Bob have you found him yet? The Man with the pearl” says Jim, one of the trackers. “ Not yet Jim… not yet…” I mumble. All of us trackers are in our camp taking shifts to keep guard. Then we hear a stick crack and we go into the forest to check for any traces of life.
”What was that?”

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