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A simple bow. A tool for survival. Not power. Distance. Safety. When they tested it, it was weak—but worked. “That’s enough to start,” Sarah said. Jessie nodded, but kept watching the forest. Listening. Waiting. They didn’t know how long they had. Only that the bush didn’t feel empty anymore. Even in silence.