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A Sentimental Value: Lucky Rabbit Foot

The man, with wrinkled and dark skin like old leather, smiled with a strange expression as he ruffled his hair.

- Things can always get a lot worse -he said as he laid a stuffed rabbit's foot in his hand- but we can always put luck on our side. Here. Always carry this, and you'll see that even in the worst of times, something good will turn up.

He was barely eight or nine years old, and he had just broken a small wooden sword that his father had given him before he left. It was the only toy he had, and it had been months since his father had left. He had spent quite a while pouting until the old village tinsmith, Fredrik, came over to comfort him. Since then he had often caressed the silky paw a few times. He no longer believed that luck would magically give him something good for every bad experience he had, but he was comforted by the thought that something better always comes along. From that moment when old Fredrik gave it to him, he had always carried it in his pocket.

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