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... ed in a miserable pile near the eastern wall, clinging to one another like sheep before slaughter.
No one spoke. No one dared. A clown’s hat trembled on his knees. Someone’s prosthetic leg squeaked softly every few seconds.
Kieran stood apart. So did Velor.
A few feet of space stretched between the two of them as well.But it may as well have been a canyon. Neither looked at the other. Not after what had happened earlier.
The fists,the blood,the screaming and blame ...
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