Eating A Snail
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In a small camp that was so destitute it could barely bear this appellation, there were villagers hiding. At first, they had been filled with rightful fury, for they had been chased away from their own land, and their houses had been destroyed along with everything they possessed.
Now, the anger had settled a bit. As much as they collectively called for revenge, no one wanted to truly go through with it. The devil with the undead steed was way too strong to be fought. They had also realized that he was on a journey and would likely be leaving soon.
So they simply waited. But they were hungry, so hungry. That is when they began catching bugs to fill their stomachs. To a starving man, anything that can be eaten will sound like a delicacy. There they were, slowly roasting them on the fire.