T25.142 The Featherstrummer, Part 8.5
"Outta the way! Coming through!" The voice of an old woman came from behind Gumue alongside the sounds of chitinous feet plodding mud.
"Clear the way! We got goods to move!" the elderly voice rang louder as Gumue finally stepped to one side, realising that she was in a half-asleep state.
"Oy! You drunk or something?" the elderly woman spoke as the sounds of plodding mud ceased for moment.
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