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... for violence that had become inevitable the moment Hunter refused to pay tribute to people who were functionally identical to what he was becoming.
The irony wasn’t lost on him. Bandits fighting bandits over territorial rights. Like watching yourself in a mirror and attacking your reflection for looking too similar.
Hunter stood on the wall at dawn. The stolen silk was stored in the waystation. The stolen silver was in Qiu’s ledgers. The stolen lives were in his head. The mercha ...
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