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Shivering from the howling blizzard, the child clasped their hands together.
And as always, they bowed toward the direction of the raging storm, begging for forgiveness.
“Please, forgive us, Great Spirit.”
These words of apology had been repeated daily for the past three years.
The child wasn’t sure if the spirits were even listening, but they prayed nonetheless.
“I want to see the sunlight.”
The adults said that there was once something c ...
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