very short story two

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As Kaden walked out of the cabin, the fresh smell of rain and wet earth replaced the musty smell of the old wood of the house. The pollen that was drifting in the air last night was nowhere to be found. Woody and flowery smells permeated as he hunted and chopped down trees. The smell of freshly chopped wood followed him as he carried logs into town. The bakeries gave off warm and sweet aroma's as he headed down the dirt road.

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