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by Thomasina Solum / Laura Hansen Before the land was tainted, before the trees wept in pitch of bitumen and the earth bled black, there lived a land ancient and thriving. A land encompassing a forest, muskeg, and prairie. A muskeg who bore moss as thick as velvet and deep, waterlogged peat. A river cut through the land with waters so clear that it showed its truth beneath its surface. No rock, no bone, no protruding danger was obscured by its depths. The prairie was said to