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I set the arrow’s notch into the bowstring and draw it tight. My muscles tremor at the sheer size and weight of the bow, but that won’t stop me. This time, I’m finally going to do it. This is the day I will become a true warrior. My eyes look square-on at the target ahead, a makeshift sign nailed to an oak tree about a hundred yards away. At the center, a red dot the size of a fist taunts me to take the first shot. Face clenched, I zero in on it will all my might as I was taught before by my elders. The weapon’s point is aimed dead center. All I think about is that red circle; nothing else around me exists. Nothing e