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and shadows had at last turned my own

safes by nightfall, I would perish in this fortress where even the doorknobs we

flagstones, the forward momentum of my stride sending

ross my cheeks, but the cold was a distant thi

eight of the syllables that had

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that posture, the child vanished from his face, leaving

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lances flicking towards me, sharp and br

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, like old blood, rose

favorite pastries, a futile attempt to bake some measur

older boy inquired, gesturing

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that seemed to hollow out my bones,

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forming on my tongue with the old, familiar precisi

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arrow chest, a sickening pantomime

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ian demanded, shattering the gravity of the moment

I said

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voice sinking to a quiet regis

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harp, downward chop of my hand-the signal for

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in park, I turned in

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