THE
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Again the path grew tiring. Up and down hills. Through brush and thick
trees. The heat made Aaron sweat a lot. Some strange flies started to
pester him. This left him swatting flies without much success. Things
were getting more difficult instead of easier. And yet he
was told again that it would be soon.
It
was already past the time when they usually stopped to have an evening
meal and to find a place to sleep. Aaron felt exausted and thirstier
than he could ever remember being. His head felt a little dizzy and
numb. He at least had to have some water! There must be water somewhere!
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