The year the bears returned

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We had always been told stories of the time of the bears. Gran mama told us that as a girl she had known men who bore terrible scars from hunting them… 

But then gran mama also spoke to fairies and peed the bed, so we didn’t listen much to her anyways. Then the ice started to come back, and the fishermen started disappearing.

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