We have a picture about which we write a story of 100 words, no more and no less.
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Cain looked on as Twenty-Three stood guard over Ten who cuddled the infant Seventy-Six. The entire pod was enthusiastic over this latest incubation. The population was in a steady increase and the Environmental Response Detail was making great progress on the farming quads. Perhaps they could turn things around and once again be the thriving warriors they had once been. They would have to learn from their past and not be so arrogant. With patience and steady nurturing they would survive. Seventy-Six was their future and now that the cloning kinks had finally worked out things were definitely looking brighter.